Lina's POV
I wasn't expecting to see Sonya looking like this.
Her face was a mess—swollen, bruised, mottled with shades of purple and sickly yellow.
Whatever surgery she'd had done to make herself look like me was completely unrecognizable now. Honestly, I preferred it this way.
Because who the hell wants to see their own face twisted into something so venomous and hateful?
Taylor had filled me in on the basics.
Sonya had been tortured by Quinn—a man with a sadistic streak a mile wide—and her lungs and heart had taken serious damage.
She'd barely escaped with her life, only to throw it away again by trying to kill me. Adrian had stopped her, of course. Broke her wrist. Cracked two of her ribs.
I could barely recognize the girl I used to know. The cousin who'd once
