~~Amber~~
"Why won’t you do what she asked you?"
His voice was rough, deep enough to make the air feel heavy.
I looked at him, my heart pounding so hard it hurt. His grip on my arm was like a vice, crushing bone. My legs wobbled.
I had no idea what to say, but I knew I had to say something. Zeden doesn’t tolerate silence.
"Answer me. Don’t make me repeat myself," he said, voice dropping into that dangerous calm that always came before something worse.
"I... I couldn’t. I can’t. I’d get hurt if I do that. She’s been—mean to me since this morning. And I... I haven’t even—"
"Enough."
His interruption was sharp enough to cut.
Out of the corner of my eye, Misha stood like she owned the place, watching, her lips curling into a slow, satisfied smirk.
"Who cares if you’ve done nothing wr
