Chapter 68 His Poor Heart
- SARGIS’S POV
- The second the door slammed shut behind Onika, I exhaled loudly. She’d finally pushed me to the wall.
- And the worst part? I hadn’t wanted this, not really. I’d held out hope she would snap out of whatever madness had engulfed her lately. That she’d remember who she used to be before the delusions, the scheming, the venom she cloaked in charm. But that Onika was long gone, I see that now.