POV Ophelia
As promised, my sister was thrown into the dungeons without another word thrown her way. It was imperative that this conversation went quickly and all of them could be removed. I could tell My biological mother had no problems shooting daggers at my new mother. The rage and confusion blurred together like the tea leaves swirling in the hot water between the group of us. Not one of us dared to speak and I could tell this was going to be extremely painful. “How’s it going down there with you and the ladies?” Lucas asked.
I gasped, unprepared to hear his voice in my mind and that was all it took for my mother to begin badgering me. “What? Did you finally realize that you threw your sister in the dungeon?” She growled.
Oh, so now she’s my sister when I’m the one that holds al
