NORA
My breath came fast. Too fast.
The walls of my room felt too small, too tight, pressing against me. The air was thick with everything Logan had just told me, Mira’s lies, Selene’s betrayal, Sylvester’s blind faith in the wrong people. It was suffocating.
It didn’t make sense. It didn’t make any damn sense.
I shot to my feet, my pulse roaring in my ears. My hands clenched into fists so tight, my nails dug into my palms. The pain was nothing compared to the fire burning in my chest.
Selene. The name felt like a toxin on my tongue. She was good at it. Very good at acting. What do I expect? when she has a good teacher, Mira.
I trusted her. I told her my secrets. I let her stand by my side. And all this time, she was working with Mira? Plotting against me?
A growl built in my throat
