Chapter 0028

Sylvia’s POV

The milk dripped down my face, cold and sticky against my skin.

I stood there, frozen for a moment, as rage built inside me like a gathering storm.

This woman – this snake who had slithered into my life and poisoned everything I held dear – stood before me with that smug smile, wearing my clothes.

I wiped the milk from my eyes, my hands trembling with fury. There, draped across her shoulders, was my favorite blue cashmere sweater – the one Raven had given me on our first anniversary.

The sight of it on her body made my blood boil. But it wasn't just the sweater.

As I looked closer, I recognized more of my belongings: my silver bracelet, the designer jeans I'd saved up for months to buy, and even the delicate pearl earrings that had belonged to my mother.

"That is my clothing," I said, my eyes fixed on her, my voice dangerously calm. Each word felt as if it had been carved from ice. "You are wearing my clothes."

Astrid's smile grew brighter, and she raised her eyebrows,