Begging for a Second Chance (Sienna Sloan and Jarred Sterling) novel Chapter 335

But her legs completely refused to obey. Everything below her waist felt like dead weight anchored to the floor, impossible to move.

"N-No..." Celeste's voice trembled violently. "Sienna, don't you dare..."

Before she could even finish her sentence.

Sienna firmly pinned down her thrashing legs.

Lowering her head to locate the exact pressure point, her fingers gripped a silver needle and drove it down with ruthless precision.

The moment the needle pierced her flesh.

Celeste felt every ounce of sensation below her waist violently ripped away.

Her legs went completely numb and rigid, as if they no longer belonged to her body.

All that remained was an agonizing, suffocating ache deep within her bones, crashing over her in endless waves.

"No—!"

Celeste screamed, desperately trying to crawl away.

But her legs remained entirely motionless. Only her upper body writhed uselessly, making her look both ridiculous and pathetic.

Trembling violently with bloodshot eyes, Celeste completely broke down.

She couldn't maintain a single shred of her dignified facade.

She shrieked hysterically, "Sienna! How dare you do this to me! Do you seriously not want to save Luna Lennox? Don't you know? Luna is going to die any minute!"

The hand holding the next silver needle paused.

Catching that split-second hesitation, Celeste felt like she had just grasped a lifeline.

"You know, don't you? Luna is in solitary confinement right now. No visitors, no protection.

"One word from me, and she could drop dead in an 'accident'!

"People die in there every day anyway. What's one more?"

Celeste suddenly began to laugh, her voice laced with the manic triumph of a lunatic.

"If you cripple my legs right now, I'll drag her down to hell with me! Let's see who breaks first—your pride, or your best friend's luck!"

Sprawled on the floor, Celeste tilted her head up to stare at Sienna, her eyes brimming with toxic gloating.

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