Kelly
When he stormed out of the room with the doctor, I could only stare after him—after my savior—and wonder what would become of Tetra. He had looked furious, the kind of fury that could crumble worlds. Not that I cared what happened to her, not in the slightest.
The b***h had done so much to me that a swift death would be far too merciful. If justice were up to me, I would make her feel every ounce of the pain she’d ever caused me. I wanted to take revenge on each one of them, to put them through the same hell I had endured and watched myself break in. I wanted them to choke on the very agony they’d served me with a smile.
My eyes drifted to Bryan, still lying crumpled against the wall. His body was twisted awkwardly, one arm limp, blood seeping down from a split above his eyebrow.
