57. Burning Anger

That bitch!

The rage that coursed through me was nothing like I had felt before, I just knew there was something off about her, and I knew that I should have spoken about it at some point, now my child was probably going to loose her life because of me.

I was fuming, my whole body heated up a lot and when I reached out to the fire burning within me in an attempt to quench the raging fire it was almost like I had flames crawling over my fingers that made the attempt.

I couldn’t think or act on anything else except that anger and it was all because of one person.

Because of Emilia.

It wouldn’t change a thing, it certainly wouldn’t make the situation better but if she was going to try and take my child’s life then I was going to try and take hers too. I didn’t care about the consequences that would come with it.

Greyson’s arms around me usually brought me comfort but in the moment they only made me feel hotter, I didn’t want to be here. Within his arms. The only thing that would bri