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Instead, I’d simply watched her.
After a year of strategizing and scheming their downfall, it all hinged on her. She was the key, my golden ticket to vengeance.
Unfortunately, that came with its own risks. If anyone might figure out who I was beneath the layers of scars marring my body and the new face I wore as a result of several reconstructive surgeries due to even more injuries, it washer.
The woman I once dreamed of sharing my life with.
The woman I thought once dreamed of sharingherlife with me.
Now, she was nothing more than a distant memory, a cruel reminder of everything I'd lost. Everything they’dstolenfrom me.
And now I was going to steal everything from them.
I could just kill them all, as Henry had reminded me time and again, especially if I didn’t care what happened to me in the end. I’d gone into this fully prepared to sacrifice myself.
But they deserved to feel my pain. To feel helpless as they lost everything they cared about.
And when they were at their lowest, I’d stare into their eyes as they took their last breath.
No. They didn’t deserve a painless death.
They deserved a fucking reckoning.
They acted as my judge, jury, and executioner.
I planned on returning the favor in kind.
An eye for an eye.
A soul for a soul.
“No thanks,” I told the barista in a disinterested tone.
“Sure thing.” She gracefully glided through the patio area, wiping down the tables, even though it was unnecessary at this early hour. So far, the only other customers had been a few locals grabbing their coffee before heading to work.
“Her name’s Ginny,” she stated casually as she worked.
“Excuse me?” I snapped my head in her direction, my brows furrowed.
“The girl you watch every morning. Her name’s Ginny. Her drink of choice is an Americano with steamed two percent and a stevia sweetener.”
I clenched my jaw, fighting against the urge to correct her. Tell her that herrealname was Imogene.
“Am I that obvious?” I asked, keeping my voice light.
“A little.” She shrugged. “Work in a coffee shop long enough and you notice things. Like I noticed you started to come at the same time every morning and sit outside when most people just grab their coffee and rush off.”
“I like to watch the sunrise over the ocean.” I gestured at the shoreline mere yards away, the waves sweeping onto the sand before being pulled back. Its dark waters reflected a soft orange glow from the rising sun behind the mountains.
“This is California." She narrowed her gaze at me. "The sunsetsover the ocean. It doesn’t rise.”
“I still like this time of day before the world wakes up.”
“All the more reason you should talk to her. I’m pretty sure she does, too.” She nodded into the distance.
I followed her line of sight as a familiar silhouette came into view, the sky a mixture of pinks and blues behind her. Regardless of the early hour, the temperature was already nearing sixty, causing a sheen of sweat to dot her smooth skin. With each of her long strides, her blonde ponytail swung back and forth.
A memory, vivid and painful, played in front of my eyes, stealing my breath.
