Zahara whipped her head around and was met with Wendy's furious face, instantly piecing together Rabia's intentions.
Wendy stormed up to her, her words sharp and cutting like a blade. "Do you think throwing out a few harsh words can sever your ties with us completely?"
As she spoke, Wendy jabbed her finger aggressively, pointing it right at Zahara's nose. "Let me tell you something: don't even think about it! I raised you. You owe me, and you'll never be able to repay that debt in this lifetime! And your sister—after what you've done to her, the guilt alone should bury you. You'll spend the rest of your life making amends to her!"
Hearing this, Zahara let out a dry laugh, her eyes filled with disdain and mockery.
She had once held onto a sliver of hope for them, which had made
