Chapter 26

• Isadora's POV
• "Old friends, huh? More like old lovers, isn't it, Eamon?" The lady uttered, turning around and meeting my gaze with a smirk. A sudden realization washed over me like a tidal wave as I recognized her. She was the woman I had found that night, disheveled and naked with Eamon in the west wing during that party. The shock of recognition ignited a furious rage within me, and before I could think, the words spilled from my lips like molten lava.
• "You!" I seethed, my voice laced with anger. "You're the one I found with him, aren't you? You cheap, dirty whore!" I cursed.