“If Olivia herself were at my door I’d let her in”
..all I could think of was that music, or whatever that sound was. It was stuck in my head like an axe.
I love vengeance like normal people love sunsets and long walks on the beach. I eat vengeance with a spoon like it’s honey. In fact, I may not be a real person, but just a vow of vengeance made flesh. My parents swear I was a real baby and not a demonic bargain, but of course they would say that.