Selene Blackthorn (POV)

I was seething after the damn meeting with Andrew and Marcus. I planned on ending my life on purpose, because sooner or later it will be requested of me. The dark emotion in Andrew's eyes as his eyes rested on my tied frame illuminated my mind. It was still vivid as if it happened a second ago leaving a sour taste in my mouth.

The flickering of the white bulb does nothing to ease the anxiety bubbling in my veins. Regret tasted like a metallic and salty silver. It is ...