THE WIFE YOU LEFT
But I kept going, dragging the ink into her skin, layering over the delicate tattoo on her spine with my name—Axel Blackwood.
Her cries turned to ragged, breathless sobs. Her body trembled, exhaustion setting in as pain wracked through her.
By the time I moved to her ring finger, she was shaking, sweat-drenched, her breath coming in uneven gasps.
I caught her left hand, gripping her fingers still as I etched my name into the soft skin—my handwriting, permanent, unmistakable.
Her ring finger.
"Now, my name is forever embedded on your hand." My voice was low, lethal. "Signifying that you're mine. Forever."
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