Chapter 87

Selena POV

I watched from the shadows as Kaia collapsed. Her body crumpled to the floor like a fragile doll, and a wicked thrill ran through me. Finally, finally, I had an opening.

The maids had scattered earlier, their squeals and gasps echoing down the halls. Good. Perfect. No one to witness this except me.

I slipped closer, crouching beside her, my fingers brushing the back of her hair—not to comfort, but to confirm she was truly unconscious. I smiled to myself. She looked ...