Chapter 92. Torture

POV: Leah Darkwood

“P-please spare me and my b-baby, Leah. I… I beg you…” Tamara weakly pleaded, but her heart had already hardened by everything that had happened and nothing could ever make it softer again.

She had already crossed the bridge where she couldn’t go back anymore. She had decided to do what she wanted, and she had to be firm in her decision.

And that choice was to kill Tamara — and nothing else mattered now.

She could feel the bitterness dripping into her own inner self as she stared at the woman, who had taken everything from her.

The woman who had always got everything that she wanted, being protected without her knowing, being loved without any inhibition and without anything in return.

Leah instantly wiped away the tears that escaped from her own eyes as she tried to stifle her intensifying and sensitive emotions.

She smirked at her as she slightly shook her head, trying to make