Page 204 of Bound By Crimson
Silence.
Editha leaned in, voice sharp.
“You’re a disgrace. And you know it. A sinner.”
Still, Lyric said nothing.
Inside, her body was screaming.
It took everything she had just to sit upright.
Every breath hurt. Every muscle trembled.
But she forced herself to stay tall—to meet Editha’s eyes without flinching.
She would not give her the satisfaction.
Editha straightened. “Edwin is better off. You would just ruin him. Just like your mother ruined you. And tried to ruin Malachai.”
Something flickered in Lyric’s face.
But she didn’t move.
Not yet.
Editha stared at her.
Waiting.
Needing her to cry. Beg. Snap.
Instead, Lyric looked at her.
Her voice was quiet. Even. Tired—but steady.
“I feel sorry for you.”
Editha blinked. “Excuse me?”
Lyric’s eyes didn’t move.
“You’re just a sad, angry woman. Jealous. And nobody—not even Kai—can possibly love you. I know for a fact Eden didn’t. Not even your own husband.”
Editha’s face twitched—just once.
“You cling to your twisted beliefs so tightly, you’ve strangled yourself with them. Day after day, alone in this house, convincing yourself you’re righteous.
You think your prayers make you clean. But I’ve seen your hands—and they’re drenched. You don’t serve God. You serve control.”
Her tone sharpened.
“If the world knew what you’ve done—what Kai has done—this house wouldn’t just fall. It would burn!”
She stared at Editha—cold, steady.
“If God really saw what you’ve done—he wouldn’t save you. He’d send you straight to hell.”
Her voice lowered. Calm. Final.
