Norah
" You will watch him being slaughtered by me, you will watch him getting burned in the flames that you will ignite, you will watch him die. "
His gaze stayed on me a little longer than necessary, his body striding toward the tied man as I watched stunned. I swallowed, nausea filling in the pit of my stomach, my breathing coming ragged as I watched him approach Nick. Could I really watch him killing someone? Could I see his hands being covered in his blood? As traumatic as it sounded, it also fed my darkness to watch my abuser suffer. I didn't know what it said about me, or if it was right to feel that way. But, to be honest, I felt it in my bones. I craved his screams, his pain, not because he had abused me, but because of what he did to Olivia, what he did to many young girls wh
