Alicia’s POV

I couldn’t move.

I couldn’t scream, couldn’t cry, couldn’t even flinch as she leaned in closer to Leo, my body not mine, my voice twisted into something thick with honey and venom.

The Queen smiled through my lips. I watched it happen from some distant corner of myself, like I was sealed behind glass. And on the other side of it, I was performing a play I never agreed to be a part of.

She tossed my hair over one shoulder and ...