Chapter 192

• Tears streamed down Daisy's face, sobs wracking her slender frame—she couldn't, wouldn't—but the noose of choice tightened mercilessly. No options left, only survival's cruel arithmetic. With leaden steps, she shuffled toward Charlotte, the knife trembling in her grip.
• Charlotte's eyes widened in raw terror, pleading silently as the blade loomed closer. Anastasia's smirk widened, a victor's gleam.
• "Daisy, no—don't!" Max's voice cracking with betrayal, tiny fists clenched. "Please!"