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~Belinda's POV
I slammed the door of my chambers shut so hard that the sound echoed through the walls. My chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, and before I could stop myself, I grabbed the nearest vase and hurled it against the wall. It shattered into a thousand sharp pieces, scattering across the floor like my patience.
"Damn it!" I screamed, snatching up the lamp on the table and throwing it next. It crashed, oil spilling across the floor. "Why won't this work?!"
I raked my hands through my hair, pulling at the strands, fury burning in my veins.
"They actually looked… happy," I spat, pacing across the room like a caged animal. "All three of them. Rowan, Kael, Damon. As if her pregnancy was some kind of blessing! As if she wasn't lying! As if she wasn't scheming!"
I kicked over a chair, my heart hammering so hard I thought it would burst. "No. No! This isn't fair! She should've been gone by now…gone!"
