Celeste
She was gorgeous.
Standing there across the room.
But I knew she was anything but beautiful on the inside. She was everything evil in this world. And she deserved to die for what evils she, and every other Erickson, had carried out. Truth be told, it made me sick to my stomach thinking I was related to them. To her.
I couldn’t lie. Not only was I looking forward to ridding this world of just one more vile being, I was looking forward to finally being out of this prison. I mean, I knew it wasn’t a prison. It just felt that way sometimes. Victor had taken me in, had saved me from my uncle. When I was young, I didn’t understand that my family hadn’t wanted me. That my Uncle Ulysses would have killed me had I gone back. So,
