The King’s Cursed Bride Sneak Peek: Chapter 100
She mustn’t cry.
Akar’s leering face loomed above her, twisting in satisfaction as a hot burst of pain sliced through her core. Carissa clenched her jaw to prevent her lips from trembling and fastened her gaze on the ceiling. It was so beautiful.
Another burst of pain had her clenching the blankets beneath her, her grip so tight her knuckles ached.
The stars. She should count the stars. Her father would sit outside with her on crisp fall days, and they’d count stars until she fell asleep.
Some were clustered in the corner. One, two, three, four, five.
Agony ripped through her, and she forced her breathing to steady.
Some slunk across the side. Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven—
“Carissa!” The fingers digging into her shoulders gripped tighter, bruises staining her skin like ink. She’d bear marks of this encounter for her entire life. Anger stirred inside her at the thought, pouring heat into her veins. The fiery sensation turned her resignation to ash.
She summoned the last of her strength and reached out to claw his face, hoping to rake his eyes out.
A strong hand latched onto her wrist, and she screamed in frustration. At least the pain had stopped—even though it’d only be for a moment.