Chapter 122

• Kathie’s POV
• I sat in the corner of the damp cell, staring at the cracks in the stone floor, refusing to meet Elsa’s gaze. Her sobs had quieted, replaced by an oppressive silence that pressed against my ears. My anger still burned fiercely, a fire I wasn’t ready to extinguish.
• She tried to speak a few times, her voice faltering before the words ever left her lips. I could feel her eyes on me, pleading, but I didn’t care. Every fibre of my being screamed to stay away from her.