Chapter Twenty-Six
Ana
The moment those words left my lips, I watched the expression on my mother-in-law's face shift. The cold, calculated mask she usually wore shattered, replaced by a raw, burning anger.
She was beyond pissed off.
To her, I was a nuisance, a broken tool that refused to stay in its box. I was definitely not supposed to speak to her with such defiance.
"How dare you," she hissed. Her voice was low and dangerous.
Before I could even blink, she lifted her hand. It moved through the air with a sharp whistle, aimed directly at my face. But I wasn't the same girl who had cowered in the corners of this house weeks ago.
I moved instinctively, my hand shooting up to catch her wrist mid-air. I held it there, my grip surprisingly firm.
I looked her straight in the eye, refu
