#Chapter57 You killed her...

"I want revenge."

Revenge?

"What do you mean?" I ask in shock.

"Okay, kids!" Luther interrupts us, reminding us about his presence. "That's enough bickering for one day. Tristan," he says to my supposedly now ex, "-you may leave."

Tristan doesn't waste another second and he rips his gaze away from mine before abruptly leaving the room.

"That was... fun." Is this man insane or what?

Piece of advice, don't name your child Luther, or else...

............

Two days.

No proper food, but the constant microwave soup with an awful taste.

Forty-eight hours of trying to fathom the past days' events.

Two thousand, eight hundred and...