My entire body shook from the rage boiling inside of me.
My hands trembled so badly at my sides that I had to curl them into fists just to steady myself as I looked at Morgana and then at Patricia and for the first time since this nightmare began, I felt pure hatred curl up my veins.
“You’re going to pay for this,” I whispered.
They both looked amused like I was obviously bluffing and that only made my anger worse.
“You hear me?” My voice cracked louder this time. “Every single one of you is going to pay for what you did to my mother.”
Morgana laughed softly. “Oh, the poor bride is angry.”
“I mean it,” I snapped.
My breathing turned ragged as tears continued pouring down my face.
“You mocked her even after her death,” I choked out. “You treated her like she was garbage—”
“Becaus
