Chapter 80

• Rosalyn
• I woke up with a start, my eyes fluttering open to the darkened room. I barely slept for hours. My mind raced with thoughts that deprived me of rest. The weight of my actions bore down on me like a physical force, crushing my breath and making it hard to breathe. Every inhale felt like a struggle, like I was trying to suck air through a narrow straw, my lungs burning from the effort.
• It wasn’t the look on Ronan’s face that haunted me.Damn Ronan.I hated him from my core. No, it was Father’seyes, his words, his legacy. All haunted me now. I had done the unthinkable, the unforgivable. I had betrayed everything he built, everything he stood for. If he saw me now….