Chapter 150
- ~Ivy
- Cameil’s fists were clenched so tightly her knuckles turned white. The rage in her eyes was unmistakable—sharp, burning, deadly. She looked like she could kill Asmita right there if she had the chance. Every muscle in her face was taut, her fury written as clearly as words on paper.
- My camera was still rolling, capturing everything—her pointing finger, her wild expression, and her voice as it rose to a yell.