Chapter 114 Crazy Woman

BECKY

Grief was my middle name since the fire accident that took Seven's life happened. Not only had I not heard from Alaric, I had also refused to go home regardless of how many times my father called.

I was afraid that he would try to broker peace between us. And that was the last thing I wanted. Alaric deceived me, so I must have my revenge. I had spent days holed up in a hotel, crying and scheming.

Alaric had only one source of motivation. He killed Seven because he wanted Winter. Since he destroyed my only chance at true love, I was going to do the same to him.

I had to kill that bitch too!

Putting my hair up in a tight bun, I stared at my horrifying reflection in the mirror. This wasn't good. If I showed up looking like this, Winter would smell something fishy.

I grabbed a lipstick and brushed it over my lips. Then, I applied some foundation and powder. Once I was convinced that I no longer looked like a widow who had just been through hell, I stuffed the necessary gadgets into