“Feed the corpse to the dogs.” He meant it.
The guards moved without hesitation, their footsteps echoing like a death march.
“No! No, please!” I lunged forward in blind panic—only to be grabbed by another bodyguard. His grip crushed my arm so hard I heard a crack.
Agony burst through me like wildfire.
Tears blurred my vision. I cried so hard I couldn’t breathe.
“Colin, please! Don’t do this to my mother. She’s—she’s gone. Isn’t that enough?!”
Piper tilted her head sweetly, hiding the smirk playing on her lips.
“Colin… the dead deserve peace. Maybe we should let this go?”
He turned to her with a sigh. “You’re too soft. That’s why she walks all over you.”
Then he looked back at his men. “Well? What are you waiting for? Do you need me to show you where the funeral home is?” he barked at the guards.
His voice cut through me like broken glass, scattering the last remains of the love I’d held onto for ten long years.
He knew. He knew my mother was my only weakness. And he didn’t hesitate to crush it underfoot.
I broke.
I bowed.
My spine bent, my head dropped, my pride bled out on the floor at Piper’s feet.
“Please,” I whispered, tears falling hard. “Please just leave my mother. Let her rest in peace.”