A few years later…

“Violeta!” Knox’s voice bellows through the house in search of me. I can’t help but smile at the urgency in it. You'd think he’s been gone for a week and not only for part of the day.

He’s been out at the country house for some meetings with Cillian. It’s ironic how my fear was the two of them never getting along, but now they’re best friends and actually own a few businesses together. Knox once told me that he could never hate Cillian. Without him, I could have died all those years ago, and each time he sees Cillian’s scars, it reminds him of the...