~CYNTHIA
"Have a good day, Cynthia."
The moment Althea left the room, I released a breath I did not know I was holding. But my heart continued to pound heavily. I did not even know whether to be angry or scared.
How was it possible that Althea kept escaping every trap I laid for her? How could she have survived this?
I stepped away from the wall and went to stand before my dresser. I turned my face to my burning cheek. There was an ugly reddish-purple mark on it. For a moment, it had felt as if she had used fire to hit me.
"She threatened me! She had the guts to threaten me. She dared to slap me!" I roared as I felt anger begin to rise from the pit of my stomach.
Althea had no idea who she was dealing with. I needed to see Calanthé immediately. So in a flash. I dashed out of my room
