(Alina)
I pulled back from Damian's arms and looked at him. His eyes were held so much love for me, they were different from how they used to be when he walked up to me at the cafe that day. Back then he scared me a little. Now he made me feel safe.
"I can't believe they're finally locked up," I said.
I felt nothing but satisfaction knowing they were behind bars where they belonged. They thought they were so smart, so clever with their little plan. But they were just pathetic.
Damian watched me carefully. "How are you feeling about it?"
I laughed, but it wasn't a happy sound. "I hope they rot in there. I hope every single day is hell for them."
The anger surprised me. I thought I would feel relieved or happy, but instead I felt this rage in my chest.
"Chelsea probably thinks she's b
