ANNABEL’S POV
Jezebel's sinister laughter echoed through the room, each wicked note sending shivers down my spine. "Did you really think you could escape my grasp so easily?" she taunted, her eyes gleaming with a malevolent triumph.
In the face of her looming presence, I mustered a response that carried the weight of my determination. "You won't control us any longer. I won't let you ruin everything." The resolve in my voice was met with a disdainful chuckle from Jezebel, who seemed to relish the unfolding drama.
As she approached, I took a step back, glancing around for any means of escape. The room felt like a cage, and the air was thick with an impending sense of doom. Emily, still under Jezebel's spell, stood motionless, her eyes vacant.
"Your little act of defiance amuses me," Jez
