My first love, who was supposed to be dead, returned.
Curtis, the man who had been destroyed and killed when his family was wiped out by my father's scheme, now stood before me, having come back for revenge.
"Go on, beg me, Roxana."
"Who knows? If you bat those pretty eyes and act cute enough, I might just spare you."
With a bloodstained blade teasing the skin of my throat, he mocked me with words colder than ice.
My father's sins had finally come to collect their debt.
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