Chapter 561

The hand gripping Cleo tightened without warning, fingers digging in until a sharp jolt of pain cut through her numb arm.

The sting pulled something loose in her memory.

Back when she had been serving Phoebe, there was a day Phoebe pointed straight at her and tore into her for lacking proper decorum. Cleo had been younger then, stubborn enough to talk back.

Phoebe struck her across the face so har