Condemned by Blood

POV: Cassia Rowe.

Their wide, accusing eyes locked onto my blood-soaked hands. The deafening silence shattered as they rushed into the room. Helena shoved me aside. My palms hit the floor, slipping in the warm crimson pool spreading across the cream rug. She dropped to her knees beside her daughter's lifeless body. Her trembling fingers hovered over Blaire’s pale face, too terrified to touch her.