*Gabe*

The smell of Estelle’s blood filled the air, and it was all that I could sense.

I was frozen in shock and fear as I watched her lift her head and stare at Charles. I’d only looked away for a moment. It was a novice mistake. I knew better than to take my eyes off an opponent in a fight.

“You look just like your mother,” Charles said. He was looking at Estelle like she was garbage, like it wasn’t worth the time it was taking him to kill her. ...