Sebastian
I watch her walk toward me, each step deliberate and careful, as if she’s afraid she might shatter under the weight of her own decision.
Elizabeth’s green dress clings to her figure, the slit teasing the length of her legs with every movement. The faint glow of the porch light dances across her skin, and I catch myself staring longer than I should.
I wasn’t expecting her to say yes.
When I asked her to dinner, I thought she’d hesitate, maybe deflect or make an excuse. But she surprised me, her soft “yes” echoing in my mind since the moment it left her lips. Now she’s here, her delicate beauty tugging at something I swore I’d buried a long time ago.
I have no room for feelings, just vengeance. Vengeance for the man who killed my daughter's mother. My wife, my love.
This wasn
