“No, Max. Staying with you was the mistake. Leaving you is the best decision I’ve made in years.”
“You think you’re better off without me?” he sneered. “You’re nothing without the Red Blood Gang!”
“I’m more than just the gang! Go be with Sandy. You're happy with her anyway.”
“Val—” he started, but I cut him off.
“This conversation is over. Goodbye.”
I hung up, feeling a wave of relief. For the first time in years, I felt truly free.
This was my chance to start over, to prove myself.
The clock neared 9 p.m. and I waited. Whoever the reaper was, or whatever he wanted, I’d face him head-on.
I don't run from challenges. I embraced them. And this was just the beginning.
Soon, someone came.
"You're finally here," he said.
And I? I stepped back, shocked.
Is he really the reaper?
