Chapter 10
Chapter 10
But he couldn’t hear.
Scarlett emerged from surgery near midnight.
No anesthesia. She’d passed out from pain, only to wake screaming as the saw bit bone. Again. And again.
She’d clawed her own face raw.
She thought it was over.
When they wheeled her to the fifth–floor rooftop…
…she knew it had just begun.
“WHAT NOW? DON’T KILL ME! PLEASE!”
Wind howled. The hundred–foot drop gaped below.
Alex stood where Evelyn had jumped. Calm. Eerily calm.
He looked at the dark sky. “Evelyn… I make her pay… for your pain. Forgive me? I’ll fix my mistakes…” he whispered.
A flick of his hand.
Guards dragged Scarlett forward.
She wet herself, the acrid stench filling the air.
Broken, she sobbed. “Alex… I’m sorry… Please… don’t…”
He didn’t look at her.
Grabbing her matted hair, he hauled her to the edge.
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Scarlett trembled violently. “You loved me! Promised marriage! Why kill me? WHY?!”
Alex didn’t answer. He looked into the void, smiling bleakly. “Evelyn… vengeance is yours.”
He released her hair… and kicked.
“NO0000-!”
Scarlett Rossi plummeted like a broken doll.
Seconds later… a sickening thud echoed upwards.
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Alex Vance screamed into the night, tears streaming. “EVELYN! WHERE ARE YOU? SHOW YOURSELF!”
He screamed until his voice cracked, raw with grief. Like his desperate declaration of love years ago.
Back then, I’d run to him.
Now? I watched. Cold.
Alex’s guards vanished. He pulled out his phone. Typed one final message.
He tilted his head back, spread his arms… and leaped towards the spot where I’d fallen.
CRUNCH.
Blood bloomed like a grotesque flower. His shattered phone skittered across the concrete.
The message glowed: “Evelyn Grant… my life… for yours.”
I watched his still form for a moment. My form grew lighter… began to fade.
Faintly, I thought I heard someone call “Evelyn” behind me.
This time, I didn’t turn back. I walked on, into the light.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
