The Phoenix's Rebirth and Revenge
Brainfullofbooks1while i was dying, my husband was with the love of his lifethe fearful passage of their death-mark'd lovethe day of my wedding, i escaped into deathi closed my eyes and she slipped away
"And the woman who held you under."
At Rafael's name, memories flooded through me; his smile, his touch, his betrayal. The documents linking him to my father's murder. Isabella's voice: ‘Some women are matches…’ Pain and rage twisted together in my chest, a knot I couldn't untangle.
I looked down at my inner wrist, startled to find a small, intricate tattoo of a phoenix rising from flames.
"Why do I have this?" I touched it, feeling a strange warmth emanate from the design.