My jaw clenched so hard it hurt. “Fine.”
Her smile widened, satisfied.
I turned away and walked toward the small pond near the clinic. Snow dusted the stone path, and the winter air cut through my wet clothes from earlier. The water beneath the bridge looked dark, frozen at the edges.
Behind me, I could hear her laugh.
I stepped onto the bridge. My fingers curled around the railing for a second—just one second—before I let go.
Then I jumped.
The cold hit like a weapon.
It stole the air from my lungs, dragged me under in an instant. My body went rigid, every nerve screaming as icy water swallowed me whole. I kicked hard, gasping, teeth clattering violently as I forced myself back up.
When I crawled out, I was shaking so badly I could barely stand.
Water dripped from my hair, my clothes clinging to me like ice. My entire body trembled uncontrollably.
Behind me, Mira laughed.
The maids with her snickered too.
“There she goes again,” one whispered. “So pathetic.”
“Honestly, no wonder Alpha Adrian doesn’t care about her.”
I didn’t respond.
I just walked past them.
Soaked. Freezing. Silent.
I grabbed the medicine with trembling hands, ran back through the wind, and didn’t stop until I reached my son.