CHAPTER 42: Time To Up The Game
Eliza’s scream rang through the room.
“STUPID! USELESS! WORTHLESS PIECES OF...”
A heavy vase went flying, hitting the far wall and shattering into glittering fragments. Feathers burst from a ripped pillow, sheets were flung and her golden comb snapped clean in half as she threw it across the room in pure rage.
She stormed from corner to corner like a wild beast trapped in a cage with her robe flapping angrily around her legs. Her eyes were red, her hair a mess, her chest rising and falling like she was two breaths away from exploding completely.
Another thing went flying... a perfume bottle this time and as it smashed against the dresser, there was a panicked knock on the door.
“My Luna? Is everything… alright?”
“GET LOST, YOU BRAINLESS f*****g i***t!
