Emira collapsed onto the ground the moment she returned home, her legs giving out the second the door closed behind her.
She barely managed to brace herself with her hands before her knees touched the floor. Her breath came in hard, uneven bursts, her chest rising and falling as if she had run for miles. The familiar scent of the room did nothing to calm her racing heart.
She had wanted to challenge him for so long. She had waited for this moment from the moment she learned the truth about what he had done, and the price her mother had paid for it.
Every day since then had moved her closer to this moment. Each step had been carefully and deliberately planned to bring confront him.
Every single thing she and her mother had endured in Moonville had been for this. For revenge.
