The Woman Who Saved Him Twice

rtel business. He has to lea

me in Sabr

to my cell. The delicate, frightened fac

her face. Her own cheek, once swollen, is now

e cut myself. Just enough to cause a nasty, temporary reaction. And the antidote? A little som

at her, too w

ant to watch you suffer. I want to watch Ethan destroy you piece by piece, al

pensive dress. "He' ll be back so

pale and "weak" in her bed. She whispers a sugge

our bedroom door. All night. As penance.

n ag

e throbbing, the poison in my veins a constant, dull roar. I watch

. Ethan steps out. He thinks I' m

mine. In the dim light, I can see

he whispers, his voice thick with a

eye and falls onto my ch

arely conscious, my world shrinking

ear two guards talking in

says. "A new art installation for her

t. The artist she hired needs a special pigment. A uniqu

older than any