"You don't actually think Leila is going to save you, do you?" Zoe's saccharine voice dripped with venom as she trailed a manicured nail along the tubing of the heart monitor. "That woman has spent the last few years chasing her own tail, completely under my control."
"She suddenly grabbed the IV bag and hurled it against the wall. The saline burst on impact, splashing across the smooth surface like shattered ice.
"For twenty years, I've been crawling for the Hawke family like a goddamn dog," she spat, her breath ragged. "And not once—not once—did you give me even a scrap of what I deserved!"
The room fell into a tense silence, broken only by the erratic rise and fall of her breathing.
"Why?" Her voice was quieter now, but the anger still simmered beneath. "Why do you favor her so much
