Seeing how much I cared about that piece of embroidery, Evangeline had already guessed it was the gift I planned to give Grandma Callahan. Provocation flickered in her eyes, and her nails began to dig viciously into the fabric, as if deliberately ruining it.
Watching the silk threads nearly shredded by her long nails, the anger I had been holding back finally burst. I lunged at her without a second thought, grappling with her outright.
She screamed, her voice trembling with tears, echoing down the corridor.
“Sebastian—save me!”
But I ignored her cries completely.
Sebastian suddenly reached out and seized my arm, the force so great it felt like my bones were about to be crushed. He dragged me away from the spot by brute force.
“Sebastian, you bastard—let go of me!”
I struggled desper
