Maya’s POV
The room felt heavy with silence after the guns clicked. I stood between everyone with my heart pounding loud in my chest. The fake Sarah pointed her weapon at me, her face looked exactly like my real sister but her eyes stayed cold and empty. I could not breathe right. My real sister died in my arms only minutes ago. I feel so tired of all the lies and pain. Why does survival always mean losing pieces of myself?
“You chose wrong Maya,” the fake Sarah said. Her voice sounded soft but sharp. “I lived your pain. I know every touch you hated,stay with me and we win together.”
Richard Cross smiled from the corner. “Listen to her. She is useful, your real sister was weak. This one understands power.”
I looked at Liam. He watched me with love and worry. Chloe cried quietly beside
