I Got Married For Revenge

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ch forgiveness as if it's the ulti

they say, spouting tired platit

els like betrayal-it's like handing your en

nemy, dig one for yourself too." Wise words, I suppose, for s

dering. Revenge was the only way to make them pay for e

don't fucking care if I'm buried next to my enem

t of the ocean beyond the hotel where Nath

own as I leaned against the glass railing of the

thing seemed small-

mo

d, shattering the quiet. I

igh, I a

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until my knuckles turned white. "Dad... you've got

uilt. "It's just... I can't get used to calling you that. Not wh

s. "So did Irene Lancaster... f

use hung b

're still you. Even if you've changed your face and are living

d by someone you love, pushed off a cliff, survive-only to lose your child and t

nce-

ffocating. But I wasn't expecting an

learing my throat.

ring holes into the floor with worry. It's the first time in five years you've been away

e best way. And by the way, I'm alone right

sn't need to worr

r the worry in his own voice too. "...And about your plan to ma

h my robe-a jagged line from hip to rib, a permane

ant to destroy a kingdom, you don't attack the

he line, and I could tell he was trying to ma

nd, "To get my revenge on the Grants, I first need to make Nathaniel fall in love

end of the line. "Just... be ca

firm. "And don't worry, Dad. You and

ctance mixed with trust. "Alright, sweetheart.

you too," I sa

r and turned around, my heart ski

the sliding glass door. The dim lighting cast sharp shadow

around the phone, and it slipped from my

h