Sullivan stopped in his tracks, taking in the carnage—blood smeared across the floor, women writhing in pain, the whole room engulfed in horror.
But Shannah just wrinkled her nose and gasped. “Oh my god… Did all these women miscarry?” she asked, eyes wide. “Who would do something so cruel? Why not let the poor babies be born?”
The words had barely left her mouth when Sullivan turned on me. His murderous eyes locked on me.
“You bitch!” he roared.
His boot slammed into my stomach before I could even move.
“You drugged them while I was gone?! You were so jealous you’d rather kill their babies?!”
I couldn’t even lift my head from the pain. But through the haze of pain, I turned my head—just enough to see Shannah’s smug, satisfied smile behind him.
My fingers curled into fists, my nails digging into the blood-slick floor.
“I… didn’t. It wasn’t… me. It was her—”
“And you’ve got the nerve to deny it?!” he thundered. “This isn’t the first time you’ve gone after someone out of jealousy, Zareena. But this time—this time, I swear you’ll pay for this!”
Zareena’s POV