I stared at her, stunned. Did she just say she killed Lila? That wasn’t possible. The guards had caught her—there was no way Michelle could have gotten close enough. But the look in her eyes was dead serious.
"Excuse me?" I asked, my voice a little sharper than intended.
Michelle didn’t flinch. She looked at me with the calmness of someone who had accepted their fate. "I killed her," she repeated, her voice flat, devoid of any emotion. "Last night. After you left her to the guards."
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. There was no way.
"How?" I asked, intrigued.
I knew Michelle hated Lila for what she had done, but from my understanding, she had to face a trial, or else she could get in trouble.
"I am Luna; I can approach a prisoner if I want. Regarding what I did, I used poison
