Nico
I slam my fist into the wall, the crack of plaster splitting under the pressure of my rage. My hand stings, but it doesn’t matter. Nothing matters except the fact that she’s gone.
She’s gone.
The words keep repeating in my head like a f*****g mantra. Tori. I should’ve seen this coming, but I didn’t. I let myself think she was mine. She was supposed to be mine. Not just for the leverage, the power she brought me with her ties to Diablo, but for the way she bent me—pulled something out of me that I didn’t know existed. She made me care. And now she’s gone. I’ll fix this, but it doesn’t change the fact that I failed.
The house feels too f*****g quiet. Too empty. I shouldn’t be feeling this way. But I’m still standing here, staring at the hole in the wall, feeling every ounce of my co
