Chapter 2053 So Called Friendship
- She bent at the waist, fingers gripping Stella's chin hard enough to whiten the knuckles, forcing the woman to tilt her scratched-up face to the light.
- The gashes that crisscrossed Stella's cheeks—a deranged mural painted by fellow patients—had stripped away every trace of her former allure, leaving something almost feral in its place.
- "Tell me, Stella," Cecilia said, voice low, blade-sharp. "Does a 'best friend' steal another woman's husband? Claim her achievements? Harm her child?" Each accusation fell like a gavel, reverberating through the sterile room long after Cecilia's hand released its grip.