Brielle
She got to me and landed a slap across my face. My head turned to the side from the force of her hand and I was pretty sure there was now a mark on my face.
I wanted to scream, to curse, to fight, but I was too weak. Instead, I just glared at them, pouring all my hatred and anger into that single look.
Lydia’s cold glare still burned in my mind, her words echoing like a sinister chant I couldn’t silence.
“You better not tell anyone because if you do, I’d personally make sure you regret your existence,” she had hissed, her sharp nails digging into my arm before Orlando pulled her back with an amused chuckle.
“She won’t get the chance to tell anyone,” Orlando had said with a smirk, his voice dripping with malice. “Once Zadyre is out of the way, there won’t be anyone left to sto
