Lucius's POV
Miranda winced as her back hit the wall.
Fear blossomed in her eyes. I could smell it rolling off her in waves.
Then jealousy and resentment twisted her features. She looked at me and suddenly laughed, the sound brittle and harsh.
"I stole it!" she spat. "I stole it from that precious little b***h you care so much about!"
"She was your precious one, so what? She was still weak enough for me to bully!" Miranda continued, her eyes gleaming with malice.
"I remember her so clearly. All the kids at the orphanage were poor and broken, but she arrived wearing a pretty princess dress, timidly holding the director's hand."
"Her parents had just died, and her eyes were swollen like peaches. She looked so pitifully sweet."
Miranda's voice took on a dreamy qualit
