Chapter 131

Silvia The doorbell rang, cutting through the silence like a knife. I jolted, feeling Keal stir anxiously within me. My fingers tightened around the edge of my chair. "Chill," Katy said with a half-smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Just groceries my Mom ordered for dinner." She got up and walked to the door, leaving me alone with those horrible images still fresh in my mind. After watching that video of Mielle, the idea of sitting down for a normal family dinner seemed impossible. The bile rose in my throat without warning, a bitter taste filling my mouth. My stomach lurched violently, and I barely made it to the bathroom before getting sick. I gripped the cold porcelain, retching as the images from Katy's phone replayed in my mind—Mielle's vulnerable state, Zack's smirking face, the predatory camera angles. "Damn it," I whispered through tears. "Why her? Why always the good ones?" Mielle had been sweet. Kind. She gets very excited when she talks about how his brother rekindled his pa