The venomous voice sent a shiver down Senna's spine. She was about to jump off the swing when a sudden, forceful push sent her flying forward. She let out a startled scream as she crashed to the ground.

Just as she struggled to get up, a sharp, searing pain stabbed through her abdomen. Her face instantly turned deathly pale.

"You should've died three years ago! Why are you still alive?" Astrid sneered, dressed as a maid to sneak in. She gripped a wooden stick, her face twisted with hatred. ...