Skye -
I watched Mason as he took dangerous steps toward Clara, his body radiating a lethal rage. His face was unreadable, but his red eyes burned with fury as he spoke through gritted teeth.
"After everything I did for you... and you killed my sister in cold blood. And now, you're still laughing in my face?" His voice was low, menacing.
Clara didn’t respond. Her lips twitched as if she wanted to say something, but there was no defiance left in her eyes. She simply stared at him wide-eyed, as if the weight of her betrayal had finally sunk in.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mason’s mother recover from where I had slammed her against the tree. She stood shakily, her gaze locked on Clara.
“You little snake,” she hissed, rushing forward with surprising speed. She grabbed Clara by the
