CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR

SANDRO DAVALO

One more nail in her coffin!

I enjoyed seeing Nadia suffer at our hands. It was a sick, twisted pleasure, watching her struggle under the weight of our bullying. But lately, her lack of reaction was starting to drive me crazy. She wasn’t breaking down as I expected. Instead, she was defying us in a way that made my stomach churn. It made me angry and filled me with a deeper hatred for her. I had been racking my brain, trying to come up with a new way to make her life a living hell, but every idea seemed to fall short, and the frustration was...