Dravina POV

I was hungry, but the simmering rage in my chest smothered any desire for food.

I’d endured this brand of contempt before back in Firestone when Cassian’s in-laws spat words like leech, gold digger, and charity case with venomous ease. At the time, their hatred had baffled me. I hadn't understood the why. But now? After everything I’d been through? It was crystal clear.

Back then, I had choked on my pride for the sake of keeping the peace. But here here, in this unfamiliar ...