Chapter 33: A Plan to Break Her

Mara’s POV

I paced the corridor, my heels clicking against the stone floor with each sharp step. My hands were clenched so tight that my nails dug into my palms. Rage boiled inside me, burning hotter with every thought of Ella. That girl was still here—still breathing, still standing in my place, still daring to exist where she shouldn’t. Every time I thought about it, it felt like poison filling my chest.

I let out a scream, the sound echoing through the ...