Mias POV

I had imagined this moment a thousand times.

Them on their knees. Begging. Desperate. Helpless.

For years, I had wanted thisfor them to feel even an ounce of what I had suffered. To watch them shatter the way they once shattered me.

And yet, as I stood there, looking down at them, something inside me twisted in ways I didnt understand.

They looked at me like I was their world, like I was the only thing ...