TeresaI realized in a rude shock that this wasn’t a revenge plot anymore. This was war. “Our people are coming,” she continued. “And we will fight. We are ready to take what is rightfully ours, and nothing you do or say would change our minds.”With that, she vanished into thin air, leaving the scent of magic and betrayal in her wake. I didn’t care about her or her stupid comment.The one I cared about was still here on her knees, her head bowed as she cried silently.For a moment, there was just silence. I just stared at her, kneeling before me. For twelve years, she stood by my side, pretending to be an ally and a friend, handling tasks and handling them perfectly, and all that time, she was stabbing me.Twelve fucking years of late-night talks, shared meals, holding Kaela when she was sick, pretending to care during my miscarriages, standing beside me through every council fight, every breakdown, and every single moment when I thought I’d lost it.And all this time, she was poi
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