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His question isn't detached—it's real. Genuine. He isn't just making conversation. He cares.
"I refused to let them win." The words come out steadier now. "Therapy helped. Learning to survive helped. But the thing that really saved me?" My lips curl slightly. "Anger. One day, I stopped being scared and started being pissed off. That anger gave me purpose. It gave me the drive to plan my revenge.
"And now,” I shrug as though it’s nothing, “here I am."
I can hear the curiosity in his tone. "Why is there nothing about you online?"
Of course, he’d ask.
"The only records of my existence during that time were from human sales," I say simply, "And I had them erased. I had everything erased."
My lips tug up as I think about Enzo, and what he did to change my identity. He’d like Nate, I think.
“And… the name Simon called you?”
“That’s not my name anymore.”
Nate nods slowly. His jaw tightens, but he doesn’t push any further. I can see the fire in his eyes—the anger, the unspoken vow. He doesn’t pity me. He sees me.
16
I’m Definitely Into You
Hypothetical Question: If you had to take a serial killer on a first date, where are you taking them?
Nate
Daddy Death:I want to take you on a real date. One with no murder involved.
Queen Carina:Sounds boring. But I could be convinced.
Daddy Death:I can promise you mind-blowing sex at the end of it.
Queen Carina:How many orgasms are mind-blowing?
Daddy Death:At least five.
Queen Carina:Sold.
Daddy Death:[GIF of auction hammer being slammed]
Iwanttotakeit back the moment I send it, but I can’t.Stupid. Stupid Nate.
Daddy Death:Too soon?
Queen Carina:You're an idiot.
Daddy Death:You're still coming on the date, though. Right?
I wait.
Daddy Death:Right?
Daddy Death:Princess?
Queen Carina:This number is no longer in servic
Daddy Death:I might have believed you if you hadn't missed the last letter.
