"You can't do this to me, Kalix," Dianna stuttered, his words far too cruel for her to bear.
"Try me, Dianna," Kalix said coldly. "You've already been spared once—something I rarely do—and yet you dare to double-cross me?"
He wasn't in the mood for games.
His mind was already a mess, and now her betrayal was threatening to snap the last thread of his patience.
"I'll give you one chance," he announced suddenly, rising from his chair and walking around the table until he stood directly in front of her.
"Tell me the truth, and I might spare you," he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Dianna had never imagined Kalix would confront her like this, let alone deliver an ultimatum. But as she stared into his unwavering eyes, a chilling realization struck her—she was standing on the edge of a crumbling world, and one wrong word could send it all crashing down.
"Why don't you believe me?" Dianna shot to her feet, the weight of his blood-chilling stare making it hard to breathe.
