Chapter 133 A Familliar Stranger

• "We did our job, and we got our payment!" Jeniece's voice rang out, triumphant and cold, her lips curling into a satisfied smile. "Don't forget, I revived you, Victoria. You are bound to me!" Her words, laced with a dark power, echoed in the air as she stomped toward the door, her heavy footsteps thudding on the wooden floor. Her smile didn’t fade, not for a moment. It was the smile of someone who knew she had control.
• Victoria stood frozen, staring at the half-sewn doll lying limp in her trembling hands. Tears welled up in her eyes, spilling over onto her cheeks as helpless sobs escaped her. The weight of what she'd just done crashed over her like a wave, drowning her in anger, guilt, and hatred. Her jaw clenched tightly, the veins in her neck stiffening as she fought back the rising tide of her emotions.
• Without warning, she threw the doll to the ground, her cry of frustration tearing through the still air. In a flash, she turned and bolted for the door, the overwhelming need to escape flooding her mind. I followed her in haste, my heart racing with uncertainty.