Chapter Rosalia's POV I waited. I sat there, legs crossed, arms folded, watching Daphne’s unconscious body slump against the cold stone floor. The shadows of the tower walls pressed in, heavy, impatient, and yet all I did was sit and stare. My hands itched, my chest burned, and still I waited for the sound of her groan, the flutter of her lashes, the rise of her rage. Finally, she stirred. Her eyes flew open with a jolt, and immediately her shrill voice cut through the silence. “How dare you?!” she screamed, spitting the words like venom. “How dare you touch me, Rosalia?! You’ll regret this!” Her tone clawed at me, dragging my patience across broken glass. I didn’t think I moved. In a heartbeat, I was across the space, my hand clamped around her throat. I slammed her back against the wall, the stone groaning with the force. Her eyes widened, hands clawing at mine, her voice cracking into gasps as I pressed harder. “How dare I?” I hissed, inches from her face, feeling t
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