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“Yet you didn’t give me the courtesy of knowing what I was potentially up against. But you love me?”

“I do love you. All I’ve ever done was love you, Tyrion. I made my entire existence about you and that little girl since I met you, and it wasn’t enough for you.”

“I’m not doing this. That’s bullshit, and you know it, just like I do.”

He hung up in my face. I fought the urge to throw my phone as I gripped it. Closing my eyes, I counted down from ten to calm my nerves. When I opened them, I dialed my mother’s number. She answered, sniffling.

“Hello?”

“You just had to run your mouth, Christina.”

“Iona? Where are you?”

“None of your business!”

“You’ve really done it this time. It’s all over the fucking news. What were you thinking? I begged you. I begged you to let me help you, and look what you did! You’re going to jail.”

“No, I’m not.”

“You really think you’re gonna get away with this? Is this obsession with Tyrion really worth losing your freedom over?”

“You just don’t understand. You’ve never understood. I love him, Mama. And if I can’t have him, nobody is gonna have him.”

“Tell me where you are. I can come get you, and you can surrender. They might take it easy on you if you give up now—”

“Bye, Christina.”

I hung up on her and walked over to where Evenie was knocked out on the bed. I chuckled to myself. I must have hit that bitch pretty hard. It took every ounce of strength to lift her dead weight from the ground and put her in the trunk of my car. Placing my finger under her nose, I checked to ensure she was still breathing. She didn’t get to go out like that. I wanted her to suffer first.

“You have no idea the plans I have for you,” I whispered, moving the hair from her face with the gun. “It’s gonna be so much fun watching you beg for your life.”

I looked around the cabin, taking in the space.

“Tyrion and I had so much fun here last year. I brought him here for our anniversary, and boy, did we have a good time. You know, I watched you two on camera. If I hadn’t been so mad, that might have turned me on. Your husband used to make love to me like that.” I giggled to myself as I ran my fingers over the blanket on the bed. “He made love to me several times that weekend, right on this very bed. And on the couch. The countertop. The shower. Basically, every surface in here. I know you know how much of an animal he can be at times. Maybe I’ll let you watch us one final time. Let’s see how you like that.”

It was pissing me off that this bitch was still asleep while I was talking to her.

“Wake up!” I yelled, slapping her.

She lay there, unresponsive. I huffed as I went to sit in a chair.

I guessed this was now a waiting game.

36

Evenie

My eyes fluttered open, and I was met with a throbbing pain in my head.

I felt like I’d been hit with a ton of bricks. I groaned as I touched the back of my head. A sticky wetness coated my fingers. Pulling my hand back, I realized that it was blood.

“What the hell…”

“Mommy!”

The sound of Summer’s voice caused me to bolt upright. She sat in the corner, tied to a chair. Tears streamed down her face as she looked at me.

“Welcome back to the land of the living.”

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