GILDA’S POV
I tried so hard to keep my composure, to remain calm, to make sure I didn’t react in a way that would later be used against me. Every muscle in my body felt tense, like it was waiting for something to snap.
What the hell was going on?
The hall still buzzed with quiet murmurs when Vera walked toward me, her heels clicking sharply against the floor. She waited until the man had completely left before stopping in front of me.
“You should go home,” she said, her voice dripping with false concern. “I feel so terrible that you’re here. You want to take my life, don’t you?”
I stared at her in disbelief.
“What the hell are you talking about?” I snapped. “Who cares about your life?”
She blinked, clearly offended, but I didn’t stop. She always believed everything revolved around h
