Chapter 59
The walk through the hallway blurred past Regina's in a fit of muffled sounds and barely registered hallway light.
Beside her, Cillian escorted her towards the private suite he had booked last minute. With his hand stuffed into his pocket, his lips moved slow and deliberate, uttering words Regina barely registered.
The only thing that mattered to her this very moment, wasn't the words Cillian was saying, wasn't the fact that she had just crashed out and disgraced herself like never before. No, it was the fact that during that embarrassing moment, Bellatrix had been there.
She saw her, videoed it and laughed at her.
She had fucking laughed.
Regina's fists clenched and her teeth gritted. A familiar wave of anger washed over her.
Who did Bellatrix think she was? Who did she think she was that she had the audacity to laugh at her, to treat her like some amusing charity case?
She was no one, a nobody, a person who couldn't even compare to her, so how dare she.
"Regina,"
Suddenly, her name w

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