Cindy
The grand hall was nearly silent, save for the murmurs of departing elders who had come to find out what had happened yesterday.
I watched the last of them shuffle away, I couldn’t hold back the sneer curling my lips. I had spent the entire evening waiting, watching, hoping for the moment when Kendrick would finally snap, finally put Kimberly in her place.
Instead, I stood here, humiliated by the audacity of that woman to escape unscathed yet again.
The moment Kendrick stormed out of the study with her, my heart leapt with hope. Surely, this was it. He was going to teach her a lesson, remind her of the power he wielded, the power he had every right to use. But when they disappeared into their room, the image of Kendrick’s hand on Kimberly’s wrist burned into my mind, I knew exac
