Lila stormed into her room, her face twisted in a snarl of rage. She slammed the door behind her, the sound echoing through the corridor like a crack of thunder. Then, she unleashed her fury, screaming insanely as she tore through her room, scattering everything in her path.
Vases shattered on the floor, their delicate fragments crunching beneath her feet. Cushions were hurled across the room, their softness no match for her wrath.
Lila's hands ripped through her dresses, the silken fabrics tearing with a soft rip as she flung them aside.
"How dare he!" she screamed, her voice hoarse with rage.
"How dare he disgrace me that way!" The memory of Damon's words, his calm and steady tone, was like a branding iron to her soul.
"You can stand up," he had said, his eyes locked on hers with
