Dominic clenched his jaw as her bestie
lifted her onto a rented horse.
Damein's eye twitched when he saw the two
of them dancing barefoot at the beach to
soft music, her laughter echoing through
the air like a curse
She didn't even look at them
But they saw it all.
Until one night, they couldn't take it
anymore.
'Why him?" Dominic asked, voice low
'Yeah," Damien snapped, stepping forward
"What's he got that we don't?"
Fiona looked at them, calm and cold.
"He's never made me cry," she said.
That silenced everything
Her best friend--watching quietly--just
gently reached for her hand and whispered,
"Ready to twist the knife one more time?"
She smiled. "always "