“Really?” Grace barreled over and punched herin the tits.“You stole me and took me away to make it harder to find you.”
“I didn’t steal you, I bought you,” she scoffed. “And yes, it was easier to convince the scientists to send me elsewhere as a single mom. Given I was wanted because I stole something for them, it was only right for them to use their technology to get me to safety, especially since they were already planning on sending themselves to other worlds. You brought this upon yourself, you know. From the moment you started nesting in the laundry, Iknew you were going to be a fucking problem. Why did you have to be an omega instead of taking after your mom and me?”
“Why did you have to hurt me? You could have sent me back.” Grace started to cry, and I wrapped my arms around her.
“Send you back here?” She cackled. “We were helping people escape; sending you here would have made people notice us. Not to mention you don’t deserve to be with your mate.”
Several people growled.
“Why wouldn't I deserve Wes?” Grace sobbed.
“You’re too much like her. I was supposed to be the favorite. I’m the rose, she’s the thorns. Butno,everyone always loved Thora, who was nice and played the piano. It was always,Ros, why can’t you be like your sister?It should have been them asking her why she couldn’t be like me. I’m smarter, I’m better. She wouldn’t even take the blame for me. Here, I thought we were sisters,” she scoffed.
Wow.
Rosalind focused on Grace. “And you, everyone always just loved you. Mostly because of your name. If I hadn’t slipped and called youGraceinstead ofCassidy,it could have been different. Fucking religious hicks. I mean, sure you got me a good husband and a nice life. But then you ruined it, just like she ruined everything.”
With a shriek, Rosalind lunged for Grace. The guards held her back but didn’t take her away. No, people gathered like they were watching a serial drama.
“Me? I ruined your life? He divorced you because you disowned me for studyingmath,” Grace snapped.
“Maybe I was trying to save you. You have no idea what alphas are like, what pitiful lives omegas lead here,” she added.
Grace laughed. “My life is just fine, no thanks to you. You’re not even fazed that I’m here with Wes.”
“Him?That’sthe alpha soulmate you dreamt of? Wow. Even your soulmate is pitiful. Though your mom picked a sorry-ass mate, too.” Rosalind gave me a distasteful look.
“I love Grace more than you ever did.” Letting go, I punched Rosalind again and blood trickled down her face.
“It’s all thanks to me.” She spit blood. “If I had known you were working for Rydor, I never would have sold them the equipment. That’s how you got here, wasn’t it? You used the equipment and somehow made friends with the Temporal Authority? I bet you turned them in, too, didn’t you?”
Grace sucked in a breath. “Professor Jaffey got the equipment from you?”
“I should have let the camp kill you,” she spat.
Grace looked Rosalind in the eyes. “You didn’t want to talk to me, did you?”
“Oh, I did.” Her eyes gleamed with hatred and malice.
“But you weren’t going to let me come back.” Grace’s quiet words cut through the hall.
And my heart.
What?
“Why would I? You destroy everything. Even in another world, you still ruin things for me,” she spat. “Why should you be allowed to be happy?”
“Everyone deserves to be happy,” I fired back. What a miserable woman she was.
An agent who looked vaguely familiar rubbed her forehead. “This is above my paygrade. Get her out of here, and I need the recordings of all of this.”
I pulled Grace to me. She cried into my shirt.
“Why did you make me play the piano if you hated Thora for playing the piano?” Grace looked over and hiccupped.
“I wanted to see if you were as good as her. You’re not,” she scoffed as they dragged her away.
Just… wow.
