She let her eyes take me in, her gaze mocking, the smile playing on her lips lacking any real humour.
"You really made yourself the slut I thought you would be, didn't you?"
I blinked, something snapping inside of me. I had absolutely no reason to be respectful to this evil of a woman. She was the real reason Ronan turned out to be the bastard he is. The murderer he is. Because she is the exact same. All of her fake sicknesses, all of her fake attempts at playing the victim... it was all nothing but a sham.
I straightened, my eyes drying up, my brow raising. "I don't think it worked awfully well, Ronan."
His brows furrowed, but before he could understand what I was talking about, I drew the gun, resting it right on the forehead of the woman who had birthed me.
I could see her surpris
