Ruby felt something twist in her gut at the emptiness in Ivy's voice.
Ivy turned her eyes back to her, the hate plain now, raw and unfiltered. "If I could've killed you a long time ago," she said quietly, "I would've."
Ruby flinched, her breath catching. How could her own twin hate her to the extent of wishing her death? Looking at how unremorseful Ivy looked, Ruby realized Ivy wasn't her sister anymore. She was an enemy, one she would have to avoid.
Ivy laughed darkly, her eyes gleaming with twisted satisfaction. "What? Surprised? You wanted honesty. That's how much I hate you."
"And if you want to survive this little game, you'll leave Stefan. He was mine. You took him."
Ruby stared at her for a long moment, then slowly shook her head. "Never," she said, her voice like steel. "There's no way I'm leaving Stefan. Not for someone like you. Especially since you're the one who ran away. You made your choice. You walked away from the life you claim was yours."
