The echoing remnants of Mara's unhinged declaration died down, leaving the cold warehouse thicker with tension than before. I stared at her, the revelation of our shared blood still vibrating uncomfortably in my chest, but the meticulous, strategic side of my brain was already taking over.
"You're insane," I whispered, the word cutting through the damp air like a scalpel. "You blamed me for my father's choices. But what does any of that have to do with Alex? Why entangle yourself with a spineless i***t like my ex-husband if your war was truly with my family's legacy?"
Mara’s lips curled back into a grotesque, mocking grin. She took a slow, theatrical lap around a rusted support beam, her heels clicking out a rhythmic, maddening beat.
"Oh, Selena. You really thought Alex just happened to
