Chapter 88: Lisa's POV
Nothing. Everything. Nothing. Everything. That's all I've felt since watching the biggest estate in New York burn down, finding my parents' severed fingers in a black envelope and ... seeing that video. . . . That video . . . They suffered. They suffered in a way that no person should ever suffer. Dad was the first one to succumb to the smoke inhalation. I saw him fight to take his last breath until his body folded onto itself on the floor and he stopped moving. Mom was so desperate that she couldn't even mourn him or attempt to save him. Her husband was dead, but she was too concerned with trying to find a way out of the house than crying for him. They couldn't open the doors or go to the panic rooms or break any of the windows. They were trapped. Lucas Greyson made sure my par
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