Cora's POV
The atmosphere instantly went stale with fear and anger, as I held on to Bruno's hands, trying to tell him that it was going to be alright, but truthfully, I didn't believe those words myself, because as I looked at Zane and how his breathing picked up in anger I knew that this was not going to end well.
It was like the devil, opened the gates of hell and unleashed his demons because the whole room reeked of undiluted rage and anger.
The staring contest between us was so uncanny, as we both stared at Zane in total uncertainty of what he was going to do next, and Zane stared back at us in total anger, or should I say he was staring back at Bruno in total anger, as his eyes were blazing just like the pit of hell, and his fist clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned whit
