Revenge Wears a Soft Smile

ed into my penthouse,

coffee and a croissant, his pe

d with the taste of blood and the memory of his smiling

years before t

ed everything and had me co

ruel laughter as my life, my company, and my sanity

scing about the "Project Titan" software that was once my life'

too hard, that he would

the same insidious openi

ance that had once

d, so naive, to open my heart

ation, his ultimate act of sending me

the pain was fu

t, but inside, a cold certai

asn't

s a d

ght he

as the start of e

as r

e start o

g to enjoy eve