CHAPTER 65 

AMAYA

Despite acting strong, despite telling myself I was fine and that everything happened for a reason.. I couldn’t still get myself in order after what Kara had done to me.

I didn’t even know when I arrived in the training room until..

“Am.. Am I a monster?”

The question hit the room like a gunshot.

No one moved, no one breathed.

Paloma stood in the center of the training hall, her small body trembling, her wide eyes locked on the shattered remains of a flower vase on the floor.

It hadn’t fallen.

It hadn’t been touched.

It had just.. exploded.

Tiny shards of glass were scattered across...