Betty's POV. 

My heartbeat slammed in my ears as he stepped closer, his boots stopping right in front of me with no blindfold this time. 

I forced myself to lift my head.

And there he was.

His eyes were sharp and calculating, burning with something I couldn’t name as he locked directly onto mine.

A slow, unsettling smile curved his lips.

“I’ve been waiting to see you again… Betty.”

My breath hitched.

The next thing he said made the air leave my lungs entirely.

“And now… I ...