Touch of Hate

Betrayal cuts the deepest.

I would know better than anyone.

They never suspected me to be the villain.

That didn’t matter anymore, though, because I didn’t just want revenge, I needed it.

Leaving my old life behind, I knew I could never return, but there was something … no, someone I had left behind.

Scarlett.

Kind. Innocent. Fragile.

She was a light in the darkness of my life.

Back then, she was always m...