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I can only think of what will happen next.
My future ruined… because of one fucking girl.
The girl I bullied relentlessly in hopes she’d disappear and never come back. That she’d never tell the world my secret.
I gave her those burns, so she’d remember their burning sting any time she believed she could try to ruin me. I stabbed her in hopes she’d be disabled and never listened to by anyone, for who would believe a paralyzed bitch?
When I enter the rink and run straight into the bench door, my eyes are glued on Eva, noticing how she’s barely struggling to keep her head up. It’s as if she’s just woken up, the bewilderment written all over her face as she looks around and proceeds to lower her gaze to the jersey that cloaks her body.
Her confusion only grows, but it’s short-lived as a loud noise comes from my right. I dart my gaze to see the Zamboni coming down her path, and the realization hits me like a ton of bricks.
I need to move now!
When my eyes dart back to Eva, I see her widened eyes as they dart to her legs. It’s clear she’s trying to move, to the point she reaches down to try to lift her legs up, but they’re deadweight.
“Work!” She shrieks, and the fear and panic are so vibrant in her shrill voice. “C’mon. Don’t fail me now. Please. Please, please, please!”
Her eyes are tearing up, and she quickly looks around.
When our eyes finally meet, she looks surprised to see me.
Standing there.
Not moving an inch.
Waiting…
I swallow the lump forming in my throat as I begin to realize what this may look like.
That I set her up. Told her to come to the rink, only for her to pass out, which gave me the perfect opportunity to take advantage of her deep sleeping state to put her right where I wanted—on this rink, in the path of the Zamboni, which will run her down… alive…
This is the time to prove my innocence. To make her realize that despite the chaos burning between us from our childhoods, this specific predicament is a misunderstanding.
I know what I need to do, but I can’t move.
No.
I don’t want to move.
That’s the real truth pounding through my body, down to my very soul.
I don’t want to be envisioned as her savior. That I’d ever be a knight in shining armor who’d save her when she needed me the most.
I was always destined to be the villain in her story…
That’s why I’ll always hate her.
Even if we share the same blood.
A sister I never asked for.
A mere mistake whose existence now jeopardizes my chances of getting my father’s empire.
If she dies here and now, all I’d have to do is call Arlo and Kian.
They would have to get rid of her body.
No questions asked.
