“Ethan… I came with good intentions, but Rachel suddenly lashed out. She hurt me, and said such frightening things…”
Ethan’s eyes flicked to her reddened wrist before finally resting on me, filled with disappointment and disgust so sharp it was almost tangible.
“Rachel Adams! How much longer will you stay insane?! Lily came out of kindness, and this is how you treat her? Where are your manners?!”
“Manners?”
I gave a cold laugh, unwilling to explain.
“You talk to a thief and a mistress about manners? Ethan, are you blind in both eyes and heart?”
“Enough!”
Ethan’s voice cracked like a whip as he pulled Lily protectively behind him.
“Rachel, look at yourself! Bitter, vicious, bristling with thorns—nothing but a raving madwoman!”
