VictoriaMy fingers scratched my skin, dragging lines across them, but I don't care, not with the cold water rushing down my skin, splashing on my dress.I had to wash it off. The filth. I have not been able to think straight since last night, and every few hours, I would stand in front of the faucet, water rushing, trying to wash not just my hands but the ugly memory of last night. My hair fell over my face, some strands dangled in front of my eyes, and I pushed it off, then went back to scrubbing my hands. My heart clenched, a groan threatening to break free from my lips, but I held it in. I forced in a breath, slowing my breath and calming my raging heart.I supported myself with the faucet and raised my head. Dark eyes stared back at me in the mirror before a scene unfolded. I was back in the room.When I told Julia about my plan to take Lydia out for good, I expected her to be happy. I wasn't doing it just for myself. I hated Lydia, and her existence disgusted me, but she would
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