Like a Victim

Briar

The moment I came to my little house, I dropped the expression of pity and panic right off my face. I started humming as I walked deeper into the house.

It was the best day of my life. Cole had sent me Aria’s picture. I loved the fear and helplessness on her face. That thought made me ecstatic.

I walked into my room, tossed my shoes aside, and stretched my fingers like I had been holding ten