Page 79 of Beautiful Revenge

“She let me break his legs while she stabbed him a bunch. The guy was in really rough shape,” Devon taunts.

I reach down, picking up one of her hands and snap the first finger, making her howl in pain. “With every broken bone, he inhaled more of the bleach. Just like you’re doing now,” I tell her, moving to the second finger.

I continue breaking every finger on her hand before moving to the other and doing the same.

“How do your lungs feel, Mommy?” I ask sweetly.

She’s shaking from the adrenaline coursing through her system. A sheen of sweat is covering her entire body, her eyes glazed over from the poison.

“Hmm. You look like you’re getting pretty high. Dazed and confused. You should slow your breathing down,” I tell her with a dark smile.

Devon laughs. “She can’t. Can you, Kelly?” he asks, and she cries against the gag. Her body convulsing.

“Daddy hurt me for years, and you walked away like it was no big deal,” I say, moving to grab my knife from Chad’s bench. “I thought you were dead.”

She sobs harder, her eyes locked on the knife I’m holding.

“She should have been,” Dev growls, moving his hand to her throat again. “You should have died a long time ago, you sick cunt. Just think of this as paying your dues.”

I move to stand beside her, holding the knife above her heart with both hands. “You should have been a better mother,” I snarl, catching the fear in her eyes as she meets mine. “I’ll see you in Hell, bitch.”

I slam the knife into her heart, watching as she closes her eyes and lets death take her.

“You okay, princess?” Dev asks, coming around to pull me against him. It’s not until he’s holding me tight that I even realize I’m crying.

I’m crying for the little girl inside of me who never knew a happy childhood. I’m crying for all the children my mother and Chad have hurt over the years. And most of all, I’m crying because I know Sophie is safe and they will never hurt anyone again.

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