Sapphire’s Pov
The four walls of the room were cold, but not as cold as the memory of Vane's fingers bruising my wrist. Yes, he had to use a bit of force to take the signet ring from me because I wasn't just going to hand it over to him.
All the assurances I was given by Alberto fell on deaf ears. I wondered why he was so convinced that I would steal something so precious, so priceless, knowing the consequences of such an act.
My eyes hurt from crying too long, and I was already starting to have a slight headache. Not so much from the incident, but more from the flashes of images across my eyes whenever I closed them.
Repeatedly, I kept seeing myself in the library or in the pits, but the environment was different from how I remembered. They were both plunged in darkness, and there
