His Life Hung By My Hands

The veins on his hands pulsed, a visible testament to the rage simm

Kori' s weak cry from the ba

"Kori, are you alright?" His voice was laced with immediate concern, a stark contrast to the c

e in the rearview mirror. A flicker of triumph, quickly masked,

before Cassius could even put the car in park. I didn't hesitate. I walked stra

The air was thick with dust and memories. My old room, untouched, silent. I pushed

and me, taken years ago. She was radiant, her arm wrapped lovingly around my shoulders, her smile full of

oft but firm, echoed in my memory. "Your grades are slipping. And

eyes. "Mom, he loves me! And you' re just jealous because Dad

. Her face had paled, her smile fading. She had just stared at me

e balcony, a desperate escape from a life of betrayal and loneliness. And

ste in my mouth. She had seen it all, the cracks in our family, the insidious creep of Kori a

ce a mask of primal fury. He slammed the door shut, trapping us in the small

His fingers, surprisingly gentle but firm, traced th

hetic doctor, some intern trying to get a rise out of you?" He ran his thumb over the mark aga

cal laugh bubbled up in my throat. He truly believed I was still obsessed

inst his chest, trying to create some space

her hands clasped over her mouth, her eyes wide with f

" she whispered, her voice trembling.

I said, my voice dripping with disdain. "He wouldn't know what

lenched, her innocent facade cracking just for a moment. The air in the room was thick