Chapter forty two

KIRA’s POV….

I rolled on the bed as I sighed at intervals. It didn’t matter how much I’d tried to make myself believe that Ariana had suffered enough as I still wanted to punish her. I sat up as I put my hair in a lose bun, I was going to make her pay for this.

It had being some time since that incident at the hospital, since I’d seen Raymond’s name as her boyfriend on that form but it hadn’t still gotten out of my head, I could still remember that picture, that moment of shock, that name, Raymond Ender on that form like it was yesterday and I hated it, it made me really feel like going to wherever she was and killing her.

I laid back down as anger enveloped me even more. I hated the fact that my parents didn’t go drag her about it. I could see that their eyes held clear hatred for her but it wasn’t enough for me, it wasn’t like their hatred for her was going to give me satisfaction.

When I’d become uncomfortable and restless, I got off the bed, my robe still on as I w