Revenge on the Rotten Parcelles

I pressed down on my bleeding throat, unable to utter a sound.Vincent stood over me, grinning like a demon. His eyes were filled with hatred as he pinned me to the ground. I writhed helplessly. I opened my mouth, desperate to ask him why.But he only screamed, his voice manic and raw:"Peggy! It's all your fault! You killed Tammy! You should go to hell and pay for your sins!"I couldn't believe it. The man I had loved so deeply had been plotting my death all along.And all because I had stopped him from rushing into the flames to play the hero.Fine. So be it.It was my fault for being too blind, too foolish.…"Call 911! Run for your lives!"The chaotic crowd nearly knocked me down as they fled.I stumbled, and the world blurred into smoke and heat.God, have mercy. I was alive again.This time, I wouldn't play the saint.'Vincent, if saving your precious Tammy means so much, then go right ahead. I won't stop you. Not this time,' I thought bitterly.Through the smoke,

"Of course not. Vincent risked his life for me. I'll always be by his side," Tammy declared."Tammy, do you really mean it?" Vincent mumbled weakly from his hospital bed."Of course. Don't worry, I'll stay with you," Tammy replied, holding his uninjured hand. Her smile looked more pained than comforting.The reporters, touched by the rare display of devotion, snapped endless photos. The flashing lights blurred Tammy's vision. Turning to look at Vincent, she found herself overwhelmed by nausea when she looked directly at Vincent's burned face. She found it digusting.Their performance of affection left me unable to stand idly by."Vincent, what are you two doing?" I asked, standing at the door, holding a bouquet with trembling hands.The reporters smelled drama and turned their microphones toward me."Peggy, why are you here?" Vincent asked, clearly flustered.I wiped away tears and pointed at them. "When we were dating, you were already tangled up with her. I dragged you out of

After a while, Tammy finally opened the door, wrapped in a bath towel."What are you doing here? Go home!" she snapped, blocking the entrance."Get out of my way!" Vincent shoved past her, wheeling himself into the room.Inside, a shirtless, overweight middle-aged man lounged on the sofa. He glanced at Vincent with an expression of mild disdain."You seduced my girlfriend! Have you no shame?" Vincent shouted, pointing at him.Winston lit a cigarette, exhaling a slow, deliberate puff of smoke."Listen, buddy," he said, his voice dripping with mockery. "Look at yourself. How is a guy like you supposed to make her happy? I'm just doing you a favor, looking after your woman."Vincent's chest tightened with fury. He turned to Tammy, his voice trembling. "Tammy, how could you do this to me?"Tammy sauntered over to Winston and leaned against his shoulder. She looked at Vincent with thinly veiled contempt."Spare me your righteous act. If it weren't for you and your lunatic mother, d

The man paused, a sly grin spreading across his face, revealing a row of yellowed teeth."Tammy, it's me, Desmond. Your cousin-in-law. Vincent's done for, thanks to you. So isn't it up to me now to carry on the Parcelle family line?"Tammy's eyes widened in shock. She hadn't expected this dinner to turn into a deadly trap.Fear crept through her veins, nearly drowning her.Desmond Parcelle didn't bother with words, resuming his vile intentions.Her limbs felt weak, like lead. She struggled, but it was futile."Please, let me go! This is against the law!"When force failed, she begged, her voice trembling. But Desmond had no intention of stopping."What's life without a little passion, huh?" he sneered.Annoyed by her resistance, he unbuckled his belt and tied her up."Help! Somebody help me!" She screamed until her throat burned.From outside, Madeline leaned closer, her excitement barely contained."That wretched girl took away Vincent's ability to have children. She owes