Dear Husband You Should Have Made Sure I Stayed Dead
I had created a monster.
I had unleashed a devil to the world and I would do anything to drag him back to hell with me.
If I must burn, then he would burn with me.
Six years. Six years I had been by his side as his wife, his political strategist. Helping him. Loving him. But, when I needed him the most, he betrayed me.
Now, I was back. Traumatised. Hurt, but…stronger. Stronger because I wasn't alone, stronger bevause he failed and I survived.
I would strip him of everything I had spent six years building for him and then smash his face to the mud and remind him it was where he had always belonged.
But then again, Zayne Castellan–the man who had saved me, the man who had bought my loyalty while I laid fractured by betrayal. Merciless, cruel…calm.
Loyalty in exchange for my survival.
I had fallen for him but even he …was worse than the devil I wanted to burn….