Before he could ask anything more, the front door opened and in walked the monsters themselves — Lewis and Victoria. Laughing. Touching. Radiating happiness as if they hadn’t been plotting to destroy my life an hour ago.
“You two are early,” Maxon said lightly.
“We’ll be staying here for a bit,” Lewis answered, dropping a bag by the couch. “Family bonding and all.”
Victoria hooked her arm with Lewis’s and grinned. “Let’s make the place lively!”
I nodded quietly, swallowing down the scream clawing up my throat. There was no point exposing what I knew — not now. Not with the three of them circling me like wolves.
Later that day, Victoria found me alone in the living room. She sat beside me, too close, the smugness radiating from her like perfume.
“You look tired,” she said sweetly. “Is married life already dragging you down?”
I bit my tongue. She leaned in, voice dripping venom. “Or maybe Lewis is getting bored of you. He always said you were the… dull one.”
My palms trembled.
“And honestly?” she whispered. “You never deserved him. Or anything you have.”
Something inside me snapped.
“Shut up,” I said through clenched teeth.
Victoria smiled slowly, like she’d been waiting for this. “Make me.”