Chapter 129

  EMILIA'S POV

  "You're evil," I spat, the words ripping out of me like claws. My voice cracked, raw and shaking, but I didn't care. "Pure, twisted evil."

  The woman threw her head back and laughed—bright, delighted, like I'd just paid her the highest compliment.

  "Evil?" She wiped an imaginary t...

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