RAVENNA'S POV
Anny recoiled as though struck. "Doesn't matter? Ravenna, your happiness always matters—especially when you're getting married, for Christ's sake."
"This marriage," I cut in, my voice hard as glass, "is just a key. With it, I'll finally claim what's mine. I'll uncover the secrets they've buried and take back what rightfully belongs to me. That is far more important than smiles or laughter."
Anny's lip trembled. She searched my face for some c***k in the armor, some sign of hesitation. She would not find any, because my decision was final and it wasn't going to change.
"And after?" she whispered. "What happens when the revenge is done? When there's nothing left but him and you and the silence between? What happens when you're left with your joke of a marriage?"
