There’s something about watching my father get ripped into pieces by the people he manipulated that is so satisfying. I let go of his beating heart in my head, dropping it along with the other pieces of him as I said my final goodbye.
F u c k i n g monster.
Good riddance.
That's for all of us.
After a final breath, I turned to Dorian and Julian standing to the side, bloody and exhausted and scarred. It was almost funny how similar we all looked, battered and beaten like this. It’s been a h e l l of a few weeks for all of us and to see us together, safe and breathing and alive, I feel like a weight has been lifted from my chest.
Julian was the first to walk up to me as I whispered a quiet apology to him.
“I’m sorry you got hurt.”
He smiles, that goofy boyish smile. Aurora would hav
