~~~Ryder~~~

My blood was boiling.

Every inch of my body felt hot, like fire was running through my veins. My fists were clenched so tight my knuckles were white, and my jaw was locked so hard it ached. The rage inside me was pure, raw, and violent. I wanted to destroy something. I wanted to make someone scream until their voice gave out.

It wasn’t even the fact that Ellie was dead. I didn’t give a fuck about that old woman. It was because of the state Freya was in. She had resumed crying again, nonstop, broken sobs that tore at something deep inside me. I had done everything in...