Bang!
Her body dropped—motionless—to the floor.
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Tiffany sat on the cold bathroom floor, the whip that had been thrown at her still nearby. Her back burned, like a thousand sunburns scorching her fair skin.
She staggered to her feet, with Valerie and Rose holding her up. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, but she refused to let them fall.
She couldn’t believe it. She had endured pain, taken twenty lashes, been slapped by her father, and Logan hadn’t even bothered to visit her.
She grit her teeth and stared at the ground. Was her chance at becoming Luna gone? Did she really have to start all over again? win Logan’s attention, his parents’ approval?
Everything hurt.
And yet, she still pinned the blame on Snow.
If only that stupid Omega hadn’t made her feel jealous, none of
