Her Crown, His Ruin

ay, they c

ll, dilapidated shed where I had

preamble. "Stress-related. His personal doct

d not

ontinued, a flicker of something ugly in his eyes. "You' re th

' t a r

et arrested. They brought me into the main parlor. Sabrina was there, sitting on a velvet

s voice dripping with contempt. "Come to

s me. In his hand, he held a

be given willingly," he sneer

watched, a faint, cruel smile on her lips

old steel of the kni

ittle trim

didn' t scream. I didn' t give him the satisfaction. I just stared at Sabrina, at

ristine white carpet. Andrew threw the bloo

g the knife on his pants.

ina was smirking. The

humiliated. The physical pain was nothing c

g day, the a

nced. "The doctor believes the first remedy was i

ed for

rn the remains of your p