The moment Larissa stepped out of the room, Karina seized her arm roughly.
"Give me the clothes!" Karina hissed, her nails digging deep into Larissa's skin. "You think staying in there longer will make Patrick fall in love with you?"
Though her voice was low, the fury and hatred in her tone were impossible to ignore.
Karina's eyes swept over Larissa's slightly disheveled clothes, catching the faint trace of Patrick's scent lingering on her.
Jealousy surged through her, so intense it threatened to consume her entirely.
Larissa kept her head lowered, not daring to resist. She could feel Karina's burning rage.
"Listen carefully," Karina leaned closer, sneering coldly into her ear. "Just because Patrick treats you a little better, you think you matter? Dream on. You'll always be a stand-
