Emilia’s Pov
I slowly opened my eyes as the sun rays penetrated through the cracks in the curtains. Slowly, I sat up and leaned on the bed frame as memories of the previous day's rampage ran through my mind. In a way, I was a fool. I had given everything to a man who then used it to stab me in the back. Their cheerful laughter and happy voices never left me, and for that reason, I was even more determined to see them crumble to their feet.
“Maybe family can be chosen,” I whispered, staring at the locked door.
Just when I thought I was alone, footsteps echoed through the hallway, and soon my door swung open, revealing the face of the demon I married.
“Good morning, Lia,” Don Adrian greeted charmingly, like we were best of friends. The way he pronounced my name made my body crawl.
“Go..
