Chapter 87

TESSA MERCER.

The guard Bianca instructed returned with the tool and showed it to her. Her lips curved into a smile as she looked at it then at me, where I knelt, trying to still my shaking hands.

The way her heels clanged against the floor as she knelt was a different form of torture, knowing Bianca was danger herself and that she was coming close to me and I never could fight back.

If only I had