Jacob's face was stone-cold. He'd sent over a dozen bodyguards to drag me to the hospital, and they shoved me to a stop right outside Rebecca's room.
The moment he saw me, his palm cracked across my face. Then he forced me to my knees.
"Apologize to Rebecca."
"Marina, what the hell happened to you?" His voice dripped with disgust. "You used to be so sweet, so considerate. When did you become this vicious? Lashing out and hurting people at the drop of a hat?"
"If your father could see what you've turned into, it would kill him."
The slap had split something inside my mouth. I tasted blood.
Jacob raised his hand to hit me again, but I caught his wrist. My grip was ice-cold, and I held on tight.
I looked up at him, my face completely blank.
"I'm only going to ask you this once."
"You knew. You knew I was tricked and sent to Hollow Creek Village. Didn't you?"
His body went rigid. The color drained from his face, and he looked away.
"That was just a game. I'm talking about what you did to Rebecca. Stop changing the subject!"
"Oh." My voice was flat. "So you were in on it."
He didn't need to say another word. That single sentence told me everything.