Echoes of Cruelty

Enzo.

Cruelty!

I wasn’t being as cruel as I was supposed to be. I wasn’t embodying the darkness I stood for. It didn't feel as good as I thought it would, but I pushed on to hear more answers from her. She had cried her eyes out because of a mere letter and necklace that she had received. How much more would she cry when she found out the whole truth?

She scoffed. “That’s new. Is this another tact