She jots down the words, sniffling. After she’s finished, Landon reads it again and nods in approval. Then he grabs her by the hair and drags her to her bathroom as she screams.
I follow them to find him shoving her into her gigantic bathtub and turning on the faucet full blast.
She thrashes, sending water everywhere. “What are you doing? Let me go this instant! I already did what you asked!”
“You thought that was a punishment?” I grab her left wrist while Landon takes the right one and we pull her arms apart as if she’s about to be crucified.
Her feet slide in the tub as she tries to get away, but there’s no escaping us.
I bring out my knife first and slash her wrist so deep, blood explodes onto my face. “That’s for every drop of blood he shed over the years, for every time he looked in the mirror and hated his reflection because of you.”
Landon cuts her other wrist. “This is for putting your hands on him and driving him to the fucking edge. You better wait for me in hell, bitch. I’ll fucking murder you all over again.”
Blood splashes on his face and fills the bathtub, turning the water red. Grace tries to thrash, her survival instinct kicking in at full force, and she screams.
She screams so loud, Dad shows up at the doorway, but he doesn’t make a move. No, he just watches his son and his future son-in-law take the life of a woman and smiles.
I smile, too, viciously, as I slam my palm against her mouth, just like she did when Bran begged her to stop.
And then I peer down on her as her muffled screams turn into moans.
I peer down on her until she finally goes silent and her lifeless eyes stare at nothing.
I don’t believe in justice. I believe in fucking vengeance. And this woman signed her death warrant the moment she touched my Bran.
My dad and his people will make this look like a suicide, and the note she wrote is her reason. I could’ve tortured her to death or made her disappear, but no, this isn’t about her. It’s about Bran.
I hope he feels closure if he sees that she regretted her actions and was tortured by them for years to the point that she took her own pathetic life.
One demon down. A dozen more to go.