The Weight of Vengeance

Blair’s POV

The room smelled like dust and cigarette ash. The curtains were drawn tight, barely letting any light in. The walls were cracked at the corners, and the carpet felt damp beneath my feet. I wasn’t bothered cause I knew it wasn’t permanent. It was just one of our hideouts, somewhere that no one would dare to think that a Lowell would be hiding.

I stood by the window, not touching the bli