Love
I stepped forward, wanting to have fun with this. The b***h put me through s**t in five years. My kids spent years without their father because of her. Not only that, she insulted them and me.
" Luis, how would you start torturing her? You are talented when it comes to tormenting criminals."
My best friend pretended to think.
" For starters, her hands are resting too comfortably against the floor,"
I was wearing super high leather heels. I stepped on her hands, and she cried in pain.
" And then, I would break her fingers one after the other," he said. Everyone in the room looked at us, shocked, yet no one interfered.
I crouched and lifted her hand to me. I broke her wrist swiftly. A scream followed after the bone cracked.
Luis laughed, " Love, I said finger, not wrist.
