Mia's POV:

“What?” I asked. “You know I can't do that. We've talked about this. I have fated—”

William let go of my chin abruptly and stood to his feet, turning away from me. “I just told you that he's dead and yet this is what you have to say?”

“I'm not marrying you, William. I can't marry a monster like you.” I let out. “I'd rather die than do that.”

“Oh, not enough to save your daughter, now?” William asked, bringing the vial back into view. I faltered. ...