Christiana’s POV
My eyes flew open, meeting a familiar pair of green eyes, but they didn’t have the same emotions I recognized before. All I saw in her eyes was anger, rage, and death. She wanted me dead.
My hands reached for her wrists that were wrapped around my neck as my lungs fought for the air. “You’re killing me,” I grunted, only making it worse when her hands tightened more around my neck.
There was no way this could be real.
Sophia was gone. I’ve been repeating that line for a month now.
“You took everything from me,” she shouted, the tears trailing down her cheeks as rage grew more on her once calm face.
Her words looped in my head, and I felt my blood boiling. She made it sound like I wanted this life like I wanted to be someone I’m not, pretend to be in love with a man,
