ALANA

“Alana, please!” Sophia was able to cling into my feet when the guards dragged her away through the chains. “If you still have conscience in you, can I appeal to it? Please, do not take my mother from me! I will not live away from her! I will not survive without my mother! Alana, do you really want me dead? Do you really hate me that much?”

Without thinking for another second, I nodded convincingly. “Yes, Sophia. I hate you so much. I don’t ...