Chapter 42

• As Ella led me into the room that was meant to be mine, I couldn't shake off the feeling of impending doom that hung heavy in the air. The walls seemed to close in around me, suffocating me with the weight of betrayal and deceit. But as Ella made to leave, a sudden surge of defiance rose within me, compelling me to speak up, to confront the lies that threatened to consume me whole.
• "Are you happy, Ella?" The words escaped my lips in a whisper, filled with a mixture of sorrow and desperation. I needed to know—did she truly find joy in the pain she had inflicted upon me?
• Ella turned to face me, her smirk as mocking as ever. "Yes, very happy that I will be getting married to my love," she replied, her tone dripping with smug satisfaction. Her words cut deep, reopening wounds I had thought long healed.