The dungeon door swung open, and Eva lifted her head.
She sat against the cold stone wall, too weak to stand. Her lips were dry and pale, and her stomach had been growling for so long that she'd almost grown used to the pain.
Braelyn stepped inside and wrinkled her nose.
"I see the rats haven't eaten you yet."
A rat scurried past Eva's feet.
"Oh, look at that." Braelyn smiled. "You've even made a friend."
Eva stared at her stepsister before managing a weak smirk.
"Can't wait to get rid of me, sister."
Braelyn's smile disappeared.
"I shouldn't have trusted you." Eva shook her head, her eyes clouded with disappointment. "You knew exactly how to hurt me.”
Braelyn paused before releasing an impatient sigh.
"That's your own foolishness, though. You should have listened to Lucas. Perh
