EIGHTY TWO

EVA'S POV

"A woman should never look towards just one future." Adele's words echoed in my mind, a reminder of her cunning and resilience. She wielded her plans like weapons, manipulating outcomes with an almost otherworldly finesse.

I had learned from her, crafting my own strategies to navigate the complexities of our world. Plan A, Plan B - I always had contingencies in place, ensuring my survival in a cutthroat society where betrayal was commonplace.

But standing here, accused and vulnerable, I realized the flaw in my designs. Camille's finger pointed at me, her accusations slicing through my defenses like a dagger. Had my own schemes backfired, leading me to this precipice?

It was absurd. Camille, the one who had cornered me with threats, now dared to cast blame upon me. The audacity was staggering. I never intended harm to Dimitri, I only sought to secure my own position.

Tears welled in my eyes, a facade of innocence masking the turmoil within. What evidence did she possess? Merel