I could only stare at her, my mind spinning in a desperate, chaotic loop as the dust motes danced in the harsh overhead light of the room. The sedative was still a heavy weight in my veins, but the sheer, unadulterated shock of seeing her standing there—Jason’s pristine, high-powered defense attorney—acted like a lightning strike to my nervous system.
"Why?" I finally choked out, the word raw and scraping against my throat. My bound hands trembled against the stained mattress. "Why are you doing this, Katie?"
Katie tilted her head, her smile twisting into something ugly and venomous. She took a slow step closer to the edge of the bed, looking down at me as if I were something she had scraped off the bottom of her expensive heel.
"Because you don't deserve Jason," she said, her voice chi
