Ariella’s POV
Approval?
Why is she giving me that look? Like she’s proud of me?
“You’re stronger than I expected,” she admitted just then. “Which will make this even more exciting.”
“I’m not here for your approval nor am I here to entertain you.”
“I know,” she said lightly. “You’re here for destruction.”
A pause.
Then, quieter… “And I’m here to help you finish it. You should let me in, Ari. We can do so much together.”
My brows furrowed despite myself. Is she like an extension of myself? Like an untapped part of my soul? Or just some creepy thing trying to possess me?
Whatever it is, I have no intention of forming an alliance with it.
“Okay. Let’s start from the top…who the f**k are you? What the f**k are you?” I snarled at her in my head, making sure she sees the brewing anger
