Chapter 134 – Twinkle
Twinkle’s Point of View.
Everything around me feels unreal, like I am a spectator of my own life. Numbness and shock have replaced my initial anger.
‘I am sorry Wayne.’ I made my internal apologies to the young lad who did not deserve to die. His life cut short by that evil, sadistic, money-grabbing, b***h that is…or WAS my Mrs.
Hatred bubbles up inside me, macabre thoughts of revenge I never knew I was capable of even thinking flood my mind, as a sneer forms on my lips.
The voices around me are none descript, as I envisage placing my hands around that woman’s throat, and watching the life leave her body, sending her to the depths of hell where she belongs.
“Twinkle.” I hear Joanne’s voice, as I blink myself out of my thoughts of revenge and back to realit
