Blaze
I thought things couldn’t get any worse. Tori kidnapped, my gut still healing and throbbing, and the words she spat at me still gnawing at my insides. But I was wrong—so f*****g wrong. Sitting across from Marcus earlier, felt like sticking my hand into a roaring fire and just leaving it there, letting it burn through my skin.
If he hated me before, he despised me now. His eyes were a storm of fury, thick with resentment. How could he not? We lured him in under the pretense of a job, a sweet deal to get his d**k wet, only to trap him, with me sitting there like some f*****g traitor. Family, in his eyes? I might as well be a stranger. Hell, I was a stranger to him, all because of the mistakes our parents made.
Marcus didn’t cave. He wouldn’t, not to me. His loyalty to Nico runs de
