King Vaughn’s p.o.v. My mind keeps wandering to Dyala’s journal. Her life was a hell from start to end and if it were possible, I would hold everyone accountable for what they put her through.“Good morning, Uncle Vaughn.” Dallas greets as she walks into our dining room, closely followed by her Mates.“Depends on what you call Good, Dallas.” I mumble.This is not a good morning because I barely slept last night, tossing and turning after reading that damn journal. Even Eliza has been in a foul mood since last night, even though she can usually control her anger or disappointment toward people.“You read her journal, didn’t you?” Dallas asks as she sits down at the table with her breakfast.“Yes, I did. It is disgusting what he did to Dyala and I am going to make it publicly known. It won’t change the past, but it will help me to set a precedent f
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