I’m infuriated by my feelings for her...
They’ve held me captive all this time.
I might have been the one that walked away, but that doesn’t mean I’m not still haunted by her—by what I did to her.
But that’s the thing about ghosts… they always return when you least expect it.
My stepsister was an outlet for my pain, but everything has changed.
Now I’ve got nothing to lose.
If she thought I hated her the first time we met, then she’s about to get a shock.
The rage I felt didn't compare to the fury that now consumes me.
I might be empty, but I’m going to show her how it feels by taking away everything she has... one painful piece at a time.