Six Years Too Late
Six years ago, I was accused of kidnapping Fiona Carter’s adopted younger brother, Ryker Carter.
The kidnapper insisted I was behind it. I begged Fiona for help, but she looked at me with pure disgust. "Xavier, you broke Ryker’s leg. This is the punishment you deserve!"
Six years later, Fiona came to the prison to take me home, only to be handed a death certificate. She refused to believe it. "Xavier, even if you run to the ends of the earth, I’ll find you!"
Later, she knelt in front of my grave and personally severed Ryker’s tendons.