The Fall From Perfect Love

hanging in the cold, damp air like a death

grim satisfaction. He didn't apologize. He didn't offer any comfort. He

ucas got in without a backward glance. The luxury car pulled away from the curb,

r me, feeling nothing. The truth hadn't set me free

s the result of a deliberate, calculated plot for a revenge

ked back to the small, grimy apartment I had lived in right afte

r the scandal, they would just stare. Their children would point and whisper. T

ing. "There's been an incident... a heart attack... he's gone, Chloe." I remembered the

ed speaking. She would just sit in my father's armchair, staring at the wall, s

oo quiet. I found her on the pavement belo

d pulled the trigger on my entire family. He had ruined my life, d

tel on the edge of town, the kind with a flickering neo

tained shirt was smoking under the

heart?" he asked, his eyes

-dollar bills in my pocket. It w

he man, my face a

an hour?

llowed teeth. "For you

o pride left to lose. There was only surviva