From the corner of her eye, she saw Charles moving forward, but Michel stopped him with a raised hand.

Fanny's hand trembled around the gun, but her hand never slipped away. She just pulls the trigger. She wants to hurt him, just like he broke her.

Her gaze shifted to Michel for a second. His eyes were on hers, looking shocked but also proud.

And when she saw him smiling, she immediately relaxed. It was not a sweet smile. No, it was a promising smile about the dark. A cruel ...