“Did you do this?” I snarl, not caring if Fitch sees or not. My attention is solely fixed on Leila. She shakes her head, confusion warring in her eyes, but I’m not falling for that bullshit now. She’s clearly too good of an actor for me and I won’t fall for it anymore. “Raven, what are you talking about?” she asks, lifting her hands to my chest as I grab her other arm too. My nails dig into her arms but she doesn’t flinch. “The Monarchy. I want to hear you say it. Tell me. Was. It. You?” She pushes against my chest and I release my hold on her as she frowns at me with what almost looks like
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If Leila had no part in this, I truly fucking hope she will no longer be friends with Raven after this because genuinely Raven didn’t even get her the benefit of the doubt for a single second. I love Leila, she deserves so much better than Raven as a friend and this just reaffirms how much I absolutely fucking hate Raven as the FMC.
