___Somewhere in Elysium__
Another of Alinna's tantrums was unfolding.
"YOU USELESS PIECES OF TRASH!"
A vase flew across the room and shattered against the wall. Moments later, a crystal glass followed, scattering glittering shards across the marble floor. Alinna stood amidst the wreckage, her chest heaving, her face twisted with rage. Her once pristine appearance had become disheveled, her trembling hands clenched into fists.
" How dare they? How dare they?!" Alinna muttered incoherently, pacing back and forth as stress and madness began to consume her. Her trembling hands clutched at her hair, and her bloodshot eyes darted around the room, as though searching for someone to blame for her misery.
