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~Belinda's POV
I was pacing in my room, heart racing. The walls felt too close, the silence too loud.
Cecilia should be done by now.
I had told her to poison the food and make it look natural. Lisa would die quietly, and I'd finally be free of that stupid girl always lurking around. I didn't understand what the triplets saw in her. She was weak, always quiet, and didn't belong here.
I paused and looked at the hourglass on my table. Why haven't I heard anything yet?
Then, suddenly, screams.
Loud ones.
Followed by running footsteps and panicked voices echoing down the hallway.
My heart dropped to my stomach.
I ran to the window and peeped through the curtain. I couldn't see much from this angle, but the noise was growing.
"What the hell is going on?" I whispered and grabbed my robe, stepping out of the room.
I passed by a maid who looked pale and frightened.
"What's going on?" I demanded.
The maid stammered, "S-Someone's dead. Petra… I think… blood…"
