_Zarelle’s POV_
Celina stood there like she was in a dream. I could see her mouth was open, but no words came out. She could not believe what just happened.
I rotated my wrist slowly. The sound of my slap still echoed in the lobby. My hand was still warm from the contact.
“That was for the past three years,” I said. My voice was calm, but I felt fire burning in my chest.
Looking back, I realized how weak I had been. I knew Calden was careful around me, but I believed that with time and patience, I could change his mind. I thought being his wife meant I had to be nice to his family, even though none of them liked or respected me.
Celina took her lead from Amara and treated me like an unpaid servant. I gave in because I didn’t want to put Calden in the difficult position of
