Zephyr POV
I strode to my room and jammed the door angrily. How dare he? Even after I rejected Sally's offer, he went to bring her back…how did he meet Sally in the first place and what deal have they made
Anger and anxiety were slowly creeping its way up my skin and I found it hard to breathe. I paced around the luxurious, dimly lit room, the edges of the curtains fluttering with the breeze that sneaked through the window. My mind was a storm of confusion and dread, each thought crashing into the next without pause.
The anger that had ignited when I found out about Sally's return was now a wild, flickering flame, threatening to consume me whole. How had things gotten so out of control? How did my uncle think it was okay to go behind my back like this?
I slammed my bedroom door shut, t
