Ava's POVLaura immediately jumped in. "How can you say that, Ava? Do you wish Mom had died sooner?"My answer came instantly. "I do."Everyone froze. Laura raised her hand, and I caught her wrist easily. Then I looked at Magnus and Lucas and spoke the truth."I wish the same for all of you."The words were vicious, cruel, yet my heart felt like it was being ripped apart. Because once upon a time, I had wanted their love desperately, pathetically.I had begged for it, sacrificed everything for it. All I had ever wanted was for Beatrice to hold me and say, "Ava, I'm sorry."But she never did, not once. Now she was dead. The only things she ever gave me were screams, insults, slaps, and hatred.Tears burned my eyes. A hollow laugh escaped me. "Why?" My voice cracked. "Why can all of you hurt me, frame me, abandon me, and protect her," I pointed at Laura, "yet still expect me to love you? Do you not find that absurd?"Laura snarled, "Ava, yo
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