Chapter 10: Katherine
I couldn't contain the rage in me. It was bubbling over the superiore, in alto and I was afraid I would burst. Burst of extreme anger, of dark passion, of sisters te wished te could hate. Adelaide, whenever her name was mentioned ever since our fight yesterday, I would picture a corpse with a stake who was once a pretty blue- eyed belle. The picture made me happy. My dress lay in ribbons and silk around me and my petticoat hugged me tightly. I admired myself in the mirror and then turned to Damon who was lying on the bed, staring at me. I frowned,
"You don't think I'm too evil to Adelaide,...
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