JAMES.

 

Conniving bitch!

Stupid conniving bitch! 

 

My blood boils with so much anger and the urge to pounce on something as I walk back to the dungeon where I locked Anne for years. Rosella was nowhere in sight, and there was nothing for me to pass my temper away with. I really hated the whole situation more. I should have known. I really should have known that the bitch is not to be trusted and shouldn't have left her alone with Julian to talk. I thought the warning sign and the murderous glare I gave her would prevent her from talking, but I guess people never learn. 

 

That bitch is...