Queen of Predators

Mark,

I watched her, Violet Riverwood, from behind Knox. As expected, she was indeed a woman who could be an angel or a devil. The duality in her aura was enough to make anyone question which side she would show next. Her posture was calm, but there was always that dangerous stillness in her, like a blade resting in its sheath, waiting for a reason to gleam.

When I first met Knox, we were both in university. Knox and Violet studied different subjects, yet somehow, they were inseparable, like two forces bound by something deeper than understanding. It wasn’t affection that glued them together; it was obsession wrapped in silence. So, when Knox told me that he wanted to manipulate the entire wedding with Sarah Smith and bring Violet in as the third person, I wasn’t surprised. Shocked, yes. But not surprised.

I tried to veto his idea, of course. It sounded insane. But when he explained everything, when he revealed how desperate he was to remain tied to Violet one way or another, I unders