Scarlett
“Get off me,” he growled, kicking me away with a force that sent me sprawling.
I couldn’t stop the tears. I didn’t cry from the pain of the fall—I had long since become numb to that—but from the unbearable weight of it all. “Please, just kill me,” I whispered, choking on the words. “I don’t belong here. None of you need me.”
Nina’s voice interrupted my despair, sounding deceptively sweet. “What are you saying?” She approached me with a concerned expression on her face. “Why would Dad want to harm you?” Her words seemed insincere, the kindness in her tone concealing a hidden malice. She extended her hand as if to offer me assistance.
I hesitated, glancing at her hand.
“Let me help you, sister.”
“Ah!” I cried as I lost my balance, falling back hard against the cold floor.
Nin
