SOFIA
My head swarmed with images and spoken words. They flashed and rang through my mind as I was led away in cuffs.
"I'm sorry, but he never intended to grant you the brand"
Vera's eyes as she pronounced those words. I could tell she wasn't lying. She hated me, that was a fact, but she wouldn't lie about something like that just to spite me.
"Search her, I'm sure she stole it. After all, it's in her blood…"
I couldn't even make myself complete that statement or my mind simply couldn't. Perhaps it still found it hard to believe that the woman I called my stepmother would hate me enough to out me in front of New City's most influential crowd and even beyond. What did I expect, I had stood up to her for like the very first time since I came to live with her and look where that got me.
