Back at the manor, things were spiraling further out of control in Alexander’s absence. Amara’s jealousy had only intensified, and Lily couldn’t escape the tension that seemed to cling to every corner of the house. Every interaction between the two women was laden with unspoken accusations and resentment.
Lily did her best to keep busy, but no matter what she did, Amara was always nearby, watching her, waiting for her to slip up. It was exhausting, and no matter how hard she tried to stay out of the way, Amara made sure she felt the full weight of her presence.
One afternoon, while Lily was in the garden, tending to the flowers as a distraction from the growing chaos, Amara appeared behind her.
“You really think you’re something special, don’t you?” Amara’s voice was ice-cold, cutting t
