Bianca’s POV

The low hum of the afternoon lull drifted through the room as Jenny and I sat across from each other, an unspoken understanding thickening the air between us. The plan had taken shape in my mind, piece by piece, each detail carefully calculated. Rose had lingered in Finn’s life far too long, a thorn in my side and a threat to the future I deserved. If Rose was going to stand in my way, she needed to be removed—permanently.

Jenny shifted in her seat, studying me with that sharp, almost predatory look I’d come to expect from her. She wasn’t the woman I used to know; there was...