CHAPTER 75
BELLA'S POV
I sat across from Kaden, the fancy decorations and gleaming dishware on the table clashing hard with the storm twisting inside me.
The image of Asher’s lifeless body and Fiona’s desperate eyes haunted me, dragging my mind deeper into the dark. I needed to clear my head, to get out of here somehow—but I had no plan. Asher was gone. The only ally I had left… gone.
I felt trapped, like a bird locked in a cage, left at Kaden’s mercy. Not that he had any.
My nerves were already frayed, and Glade’s sharp eyes glued on me from across the table didn’t help one bit. She hadn’t even touched the food in front of her. Instead, her eyes were locked on me like I was the main course.
Why Kaden thought sticking the two of us at the same table was a good idea was beyond me. Th
