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Arielle's POV.

Cecilia's face contorted in anger and for a second, I thought she was going to lay her hands on me…

But surprisingly she broke into laughter cackling away into the evening air like I had just cracked the best joke in the realm.

The little hope— of coming into a peaceful conclusion— I still held somewhere within me shattered and all I could do was stand there, waiting for her to seal the pieces together.

When she was done, she straightened up and her face turned dark. There was no smile, no grin, nothing but pure hatred.

Then she pointed a finger at me and hissed. "You are useless!" She spat out.

Her words were shocking. I didn't expect her to use that kind of language. Never had I even imagined that such cruel words could come from her.

She pulled a hand through her hair and waved it in my face in anger.