Chapter 33 [2/2]

If I'm being honest, I'd say, 'I'm not sure,' or maybe.' It was a good life, and I loved the husband I thought I knew and would always have by my side. So, of course, though I hate to admit it, there was a time I thought about the good times.

I knew they were all lies, and I was the only one who thought it was real. But I was genuinely happy before I found out Cadmus wasn't.

"Sometimes," I said.

Cadmus smirked. He leaned in and rested his hand on my hips. I had almost pushed him away, and he noticed me step back. So, I quickly composed myself and smiled at him. I held his arm and moved past him to free myself from his grasp.

"I think we both need something stronger," I said as an excuse.

My hands were trembling. I was enraged, disgusted, and, most of all, guilty. But this was it. I'll be satisfied after this. Cadmus will finally get what he deserves. After all those years of anger and grief, I could finally give it back to him.

I took two bottles of liquor from a cabinet. I knew they'