Chapter 15

“Shysie? I knew the letter was not from Paris. What do you want?” Ann asked, keeping her distance.

“Well, let's see. I want you dead, but you know that is not possible,” Shysie said with an evil smile.

“Is it true? What you said in the letter? That you got rid of Paris’ wife on their wedding night?” Ann asked, feeling the fear build up in her.

“Yes, let it be a warning. Stay away from him, he is mine,” Shysie said with a tone filled with anger and jealously.

“Shouldn't you be leaving?” Ann asked mockingly.

“I will leave once I am done with you,” Shysie said, stepping towards Ann.

Ann gave a couple of steps back. “Won’t your skin boil if you do harm to me?”

“Ha, I got away with it before. Surely I can get away with it again,” Shysie laughed.

“Why did you get away with it before?” Ann asked, worried.

“Ha, as if I will tell you,” Shysie laughed again.

“I am leaving, leave me alone,” Ann said, regretting coming to the park. She was about to walk away but Shysie stopped her.

“Stand still