~Tessa POv~
Shortly after I had been thrown into the dungeon, Melissa appeared again. Irritation rose instantly across my face.
"Hi, twin sister!" she sang mockingly, stepping close with a grin that made my stomach turn. "How does it feel to be discarded? I always told you everything belongs to me."
I exhaled slowly, forcing calm. "Melissa, I'm not in the mood for your nonsense."
"Oh?" She tilted her head. "But nonsense is all you ever had, Tessa. Dreams. Hope. Thomas' attention…" She clicked her tongue twice. "Not anymore."
I glared. "I never took anything from you."
"You existed," she snapped. "That's enough thievery."
I rolled my eyes. "If you're here to poke at me, then just leave. I'm not giving you the reaction you want."
Her smile twitched. "You think you're so calm now, right? Because you're 'innocent'? Because Thomas used to defend you?" She leaned closer, breaths slow and sharp. "You should have seen his face today. Pure hatred."
