Chapter 113 *

Vesper’s POV

Zara's feet kicked at the air. Her hands grabbed at my wrist. Her eyes went huge.

Around us, people gasped.

"Lyra! What are you doing?!"

"Let her go!"

"Stop!"

I ignored them all. Looked directly into Zara's face.

"Pushing people is fun?" My voice was cold. Flat. "Then you should experience what death feels like too."

Zara's face started turning red. Then purple. Her mouth opened but