Chapter 139

• The world seemed to contract around Visha. The bright morning scene faded into a dull, suffocating haze. A lone tear escaped her eye, tracing a glistening path down her cheek as the sting of the slap and the burning humiliation of Randall's words made up a very perfect recipe for shame.
• Just moments ago, she had enjoyed her public display of dominance, relishing the new authority she had over Reyana. But now the tables had flipped with a vengeance that left her shocked.
• "Wh...what?" she choked. Shame, hot and acrid, flooded her cheeks.