Liam
Elena’s lips curled at my question.
“Of course you’d bring up that b***h who ruined everything again.” She hissed.
Bitch? She called Lyra a b***h. She really hated her.
“Lyra didn’t ruin anything,” I said in quick defense.
“Oh, she did. She had everything while I had nothing. You loved her more than me, your own blood. I mean, she was soft, obedient, helpless, just like mother. That was how you wanted me to. Wasn’t it?”
What the f**k was she saying?
“What are you saying, Elena? This is not true. This is not you.”
“Oh, spare me that crap. You think you know me? You don’t know s**t about me, Liam. But how could you when you left me there? With her.”
“With who?”
“Mother!” She yelled angrily and so loudly that faces turned to us.
“Elena…”
She laughed and wiped at her face. A
