e done to your twin sister? You tried to get rid of he
on the cold hardwood floor. The impact sent a jo
ith rage. "Kneel and beg, and I'll let everything you've do
een on a throne of lies. She looked down at me, her eyes shimmerin
reaching out a hand as if to help me, but the look in her eyes was a jagged blade. "I understand if she's
scopic smile-the kind only
happen in
gized for my jealousy, and spent the next decade trying to earn back a seat at a t
ntually lear
way from my hair. I heard the sickening snap of a few strands breaking, and a fresh wave of pain radiated across my sk
owering frame. I didn't brush the dust off my knees
holding its breath. My mother's hand flew back, her palm fla
e threw herself between us, hugging my mothe
ight. "Don't hurt her because of me. I couldn't bear it! I'd
ok at the sister you tried to destroy. She's a saint, and you're a cancer. If
e a cold stone in my mouth. "Is that all I am? A signat
e worth even that m
she shifted just enough to look at me. The mask was gone for a split second.
My mother flinched, pulling Elena
" I asked, my voice terrifyingly
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