NINA'S POV

I couldn't believe who I was looking at right now.

My enemies.

Magga and Norman.

They looked older now, but still familiar enough for me to recognize them.

My chest rose and fell evenly as I stared at the two people who had made me spend nine years of my life in prison.

For a brief moment, I couldn't hear anything else in the room.

All I could see was just them.

The people who had stolen my designs, destroyed my reputation, watched me lose everything, and then walked away with the life that should have been mine.

My fingers slowly tightened around my bag as the memories...