Chapter 116

Eva’s POV

4 Days to The Ancient Rites.

The moment I shut my door behind me, I feel my chest tighten until it’s hard to breathe. My heart is pounding so loudly it feels like the whole room should be able to hear it. His words replay over and over like some cruel chant I can’t escape. There’s nothing left between us.

A trembling breath leaves me, but it quickly turns into a ragged sob. My knees feel weak, and before I even realize what I’m doing, I hurl the nearest thing I can grab, a glass ornament across the room. It shatters against the far wall.

The crash echoes in the room, and something inside me snaps. I grab the edge of my dresser and with a cry, I sweep everything off its surface. My perfume bottles explode against the floor, the scent of rose and vanilla filling the air.

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