Maila's POV
I looked at the bastard who was unconscious on the ground in tears, then took a deep breath.
This was what we both wanted, yet why was she now stopping me?
"He doesn't deserve us!" I yelled angrily.
"I know, but don't kill him!" Lillian screamed back.
"Are you kidding me! Weren't you mute hours ago and refused to talk to me or respond to anyone? Why now! Do you have strong feelings for this trash!" I yelled.
"No," came her sad response.
Who did she think I was? I was a part of her; that's why I knew how she felt about him. She was angry as I was, yet a part of us still wanted him.
"Then don't get in my way to do what I want, Lillian. He has never liked us in any way, and he never will. Him going down on his knees is a show because he has now realized what we are capable
