JUNE

With the phone in hand, I strode towards a still shell-shocked Edith. I smirked, loving the way her ugly face writhed in anger.

“You know, it was fun playing with you, Edith.” I raised the phone, waving it in her face. “You are just a bitter woman who deserves to be shackled for life.”

“You played me all along? I assumed you were naïve!”

“Naive?” I scoffed, raising the phone. “Well, I just learned something today. Before Mark told me of his ...