Gillian
A month has passed since the night I wrapped my hand around Maximus’s throat… a night the world believed was nothing more than a heart attack.
For thirty days, I remained silent.
Always in the shadows. Always invisible.
I watched their every move… their careless decisions, their false confidence, the way they carried themselves as if they were untouchable. Each passing day, I tightened the fist I kept restrained… and deepened the truth I could no longer ignore.
I could not wait any longer.
The air grew heavy before I spoke.
“Prepare yourselves,” I commanded, my voice cold and edged with warning. “We reveal ourselves today. The time has come to take back everything they stole from me.”
I paused, letting the weight of my words sink into them before continuing.
“This is also
