“Haven’t you done enough damage here?” I heard behind me and turned to see Cheryl standing there with the candle in her hand.
“Here to gloat?” I asked her.
“Yes, actually. I was going to run away, with the heir, but Blake took care of the problem. I can stay now, and be able to trust him now that you are out of here. I really wished you had decided on death though. I would have liked to carry that sentence out myself. I hope you don’t obey them, and they kill you. They are ruthless too, I just heard that from Blake himself after the meeting. That doesn’t bode well for you now does it? You cannot help yourself, Reagan, you cannot keep from making crazy plans, and trying to ruin people’s lives. You don’t care about anyone but yourself. I would wish you well, but we are nothin
