Chapter 28

Her words scattered into the corridor's air like crushed ice, every piece hard and freezing. Gideon's pupils shrank violently, as if he had been stabbed but couldn't cry out. Ophelia let go of his cuff and took a step back. Tears welled up again, washing away the ruined makeup on her face. She turned to look at me, her gaze filled with a hatred that could almost be described as bone-deep. "Ivy, you won." She said. "You don't have to do anything. You just have to stand here, and his eyes can't...