His Baby, My Revenge
My heart to break…
“Would you look at that,” her eyes flicked down from mine to meet Finn’s gaze. “You’ve grown into quite the man. You look just like your father.”
“You were banished from Blackwood twelve years ago,” Finn hissed, “You stepping foot over the border gives me the right to kill you.”
“You would like that,” she grinned. “Wouldn’t you? Such a violent little thing you were, Finnick. Guess old habits die hard.”
“I have no qualms about killing you,” anger radiated from Finn, and it was suffocating, even for me.
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