Caylee
I wait patiently for the right moment, no longer making a sound when Tarlaq cuts me up or burns me. Yesterday my mate died. Today I will be doing the same, but I won't be going alone. I will no longer suffer, no longer be a puppet for their amusement. No, I will become judge, jury and executioner and I find everyone here guilty. I am not a victim, I am a survivor and today, I will remind my enemies why they should be very f*****g afraid. Kimberly thought that she would break me with the sight of my mate being killed, thought that she would make me submit to torture, but she had created a monster instead.
I wait until they have bled me dry, the poison and drugs leaving with my blood, and then I wait for my body to heal. The second Tarlaq comes walking back into the room, I move, s
