With a lowered, gloomy gaze, I was outside her room. With the amount of anger I entered, I left with the equal amount of sorrow.

Curling my hands in a fist, I hated how powerless I felt. How I was submitting to my emotions without realizing.

And the second I was about to leave, I saw Anna who saw me coming out of her room and was about to leave, acting like she didn’t see me but it was too late.

“Where do you think you are going, Anna? To inform Mother or… Saira?” I asked darkly, snapping my fingers twice to get her attention.

Her breath hitched, glancing from...