Chapter 24 London, Is My Home

• Nerina’s Pov
• She sat gracefully on a chair, adorned in an emerald dress with a crown perched on her head. The moment I entered, she shot me a disdainful look, and I instantly recognized that she was aware of my dislike for her; in fact, I loathed her, and just the sight of her filled me with a sense of revulsion.
• “What do you want?” I snapped, glaring at her. She merely smirked as she observed my reaction.