CHAPTER 122

TIA’S POV

Blood lingered in the air as I dried the blade using the wet dustcloth in my hand. I looked at the surface wound, which I had just made on Varya's arm. She grimaced, attempting to hold back her pain seemingly.

But her face revealed all; it was pale and there were hints of colors like purple on it. Her eyes met mine contemptuously; however, fear was in there somewhere.

"You're not so special now, are you?"

I muttered, leaning in close. The bitterness in my voice barely masked the jealousy bubbling beneath my skin.

"I don’t see what Theo saw in you. And Kylo? What could either of them possibly want with someone like you?"

She stayed silent, her lips pressed into a thin line. That infuriated me even more. I wanted to see her break, to hear her scream, to understand what it was about this "peasant girl" that had both Theo and Kylo so captivated. What did she have that I didn’t?

I straightened up and stared at her, my mind racing. Theo had been obsessed with Varya for years. Befo