His Betrayal, Her Unveiling Power
uxury of Caleb's private car, our car, and moved toward the general carriages. It was like stepping down from a first-class seat to a crowded, filthy floor. People were crammed t
t here, more violent, more real. I was just another nameless survivor now, with nothing but the clothes on my back and a locket that fel
ape didn't
by sight-Ron and Pete. They didn't say a word. Ron just grabbed one of my arms, a
gled, but it was useles
you," Ron grunted,
res of the other passengers. They threw me back into the privat
ask of fury. Chloe was lying on the couch,
red, kicking my side. A shar
about?" I gasped, tr
You poisoned her, didn't you?" He grabbed a fistful of my hair and
thing!" I cried
ine. "She ate the food you left behind.
narrative, to make me the villain. He needed a reas
from the couch. "Caleb, my
oor. He rushed to her side, all tender concern. "
hing happens to her, I will ki
. It wasn't poison. Tucked away in her pocket, he found the crushed, slimy remains of a raw eggshell. She ha
sick to my stomach. She was my sister. We gr
nk with shock. But the shock quickly turned to somethin
time, but they weren't tears of remo
ared. I know she hates me. I thought... I thought if you saw how much
. She was admitting she framed me, but she was twisting it into an a
l for it. Eve
had ever seen. It was pure, cold rage. He wasn't mad at her for l
pered, his voice dangerously q
fingers. "Ron.
abbed m
, kicking and fighting. "Caleb,
He just watched, h
er clothes,
cold. "No! Ca
ing to strip me naked, here, in front of everyone. The
oice devoid of any emotion. He walked over to Chloe
is men. And th
screamed until my throat was raw. The overhead light of the train car swayed back and forth, a dizzying pendulum marking the seconds of my
, a memory surfaced. A different
. I was dying then, too, betrayed and alone. But someone had found me. A man. He had held my hand.
What was
i
the screaming voi
rough the pain and humiliation. It was hot an
ere. I would not
d find
venge on every single