(Anastasia's Point of View)
I should have known there were repercussions for every action, but I am to blame for this. I experienced the worst kind of cruelty in life. I was just a victim, but nobody cared that I had no other options, and neither were they listening.
I knelt there in front of the Mezzelsalmas like some common criminal, hands bound behind my back and head bowed, covered in the blood of the man I would just kill.
I was being evaluated, and my fate was being decided. All of them, minus Enzo, were present.
He would come to my rescue like he always did, right?
"Lift your head," came the order I could not ignore, and I slowly lifted my head.
They looked at me as though I were the world's most difficult puzzle, one that they were desperately attempting to c***
