Enemies attack.

Trusted people rearrange your reality.

She was weeping for Nayla, Hoseok, her mother and me. Her heart was still too soft for this world. She didn't realize that Nayla was never the target of my malice. She was a pawn, a piece on a board I’d already mastered. I didn't push that girl to the ledge; the weight of her own treachery, of spying on a woman as pure as Anaysha, did that. I saved her because Jasper would never forgive me if I let her slip away and because I needed a weapon sharp enough to slit Hoseok’s throat once and for all.