My spirit hovered in the air, watching as Sebastian tenderly lifted Selena from her wheelchair, his eyes brimming with sorrow.
Selena, with tears in her eyes, clung to his neck.
"Sebastian, Lyra had them violate me and left me disabled. This place is filled with Lyra's presence. I'm scared..."
"She will never return. From now on, you are the hostess of this house."
Sebastian's voice was cold when he mentioned me, with undisguised loathing in his eyes.
But did you realize that I would never return, Sebastian?
I was already dead, brutally tortured to death by Selena.
Selena was on the verge of tears again, and Sebastian's eyes were fill with compassion, quickly turning to rage. He picked up his phone.
"Has Lyra admitted her mistake?" Sebastian asked coldly.
Whatever was said, Sebastian's anger intensified, his knuckles whitening as he gripped the phone.
"Since she's so stubborn, keep her confined. Teach her a lesson until she realizes her wrongdoing!"
Sebastian hung up, turning to Selena with a gentle gaze. "Since she crippled you, I'll make her pay with her own leg."
He ordered my captors to break one of my legs.
Unbeknownst to him, my leg was already broken.