Ruhanika PO

I stood there, taking in the chaos, but I felt… nothing but a cold, unshakable calm. Aarohi was on the floor, clawing at my parents, screaming, begging, her once-pristine composure shattered completely. I watched her, the fire of her madness flickering and dying in real time. Every word she spat, every desperate plea, made a strange thrill ripple through me. Satisfaction. Sweet, dark, unstoppable satisfaction.