he heavy brass doors of

d the edges with both hands. She was gas

mirror. Her face was chalk-wh

violently pushed the

hands under the stream, letting the icy water numb her shak

door behind he

k of stiletto heels echo

the mirror. Kassandra

ompletely gone. Kassandra's fa

old-plated dispenser and pulled out a paper towel. Sh

d at the mirror. "You look like

leaned i

picking out this diamond," Kassandra whisp

p straight and turned to face the woman w

sta said, her voice dropping to a freezing wh

ed. Then she laughed.

going to be garbage very

he raised her hand and roughly pushed asi

rk purple bite marks and harsh bruises

e in my bed last ni

onto the bruises. Her pu

re, murderous jealousy exp

orward. She raised her hand high, aimin

threw her arm up and caught

e sinks. Kassandra struggled wildly

ast Calista's shoulder. She looked

und of Susan Mckee's voice

. A terrifying, psychotic sm

ked her wrist out

wung her own hand back and slapped herself

ike a gunshot i

d. A drop of blood burst f

oze in abs

he slammed onto the hard marble floo

perfect curls apart. She opened her mouth an

as kicked open w