Spare My Heart
In my previous life, they had been filled with longing for love, family, and warmth.
This time, only one word could describe the look in my eyes, and that was revenge.
I walked down the stairs and stopped in front of Mary.
She immediately grabbed my hands while tears rolled down her cheeks. "Honey, I'm so sorry. You've suffered so much out here all these years."
I didn't pull away because I needed to touch her.
The instant our fingertips touched, a vision sliced through my mind like a blade.
Mary sat in her study across from David.