The wind howled through the window; the room was pin-drop silence. Abrielle's gaze was on Sabrina, stunned by what she said. Her heart wasn't made of stone. Would she truly hesitate if given the chance to kill Cedric? That was ridiculous. Why would she hesitate when he was going to kill her one way or the other?
"I don't have any feelings for him," she retorted, gritting her teeth. "Then do you hate him?" Sabrina left her speechless again. Her lips parted and closed. Does she hate Cedric? She wondered.
She was a narcissistic jerk that could kill her on a wimp. He switches like a fucking psycho and was an impossible puzzle to understand. She wanted to kill him to escape. He was the biggest danger here, but did she really hate him?