Finally, when the photos sold for eighty million, I allowed myself a nod of satisfaction. I didn’t pursue it further; making him bleed this time was only the first step.
A message flashed on my phone from an unknown number.
[Tiffany, just you wait!]
[Your turn is coming soon!]
The final lot appeared: a so-called relic said to protect pregnancies. I laughed bitterly.
So this was the little girl’s revenge? How quaint. Truly, it barely scratched the skin, let alone hurt.
But my smile froze.
The screen shifted, revealing my daughter’s unearthed grave. The urn was empty.
“I heard this was your first child, and it was because of this child that you… broke.” “Too bad there weren’t enough ashes, only enough to make a relic.”
“Tiffany, do you like this gift?”
My breath caught in my throat, nails digging into my palm. I kicked open the door to the next room.
Evie lay in Zavier’s arms, her smile bright and triumphant.
“I like this lot. Zavier, can you give it to me?”
“It was meant to vent your anger in the first place. If you want it, keep it.”
Rage boiled through me. I drew my dagger and pressed the blade to his throat.
“You know what this means to me! Zavier, you bastard!”
That was our first child, and the only one.
When I was pregnant, he had been caught in a bloody gang massacre, barely clinging to life. I hid in the villa’s basement, but even there, enemies found me.
With a five-month belly, I gripped the dagger he had given me and drove it through a man who dared approach.
By the time Zavier returned, the villa had already been reduced to ashes by my hand. He held me in the sea of fire, tears streaked with blood, raw and endless.
“I swear, not one of them will be spared. I’ll use their blood to honor our child, to pave her way to reincarnation.”
He had done it, and yet our child was gone too.
Because of the fire, the scar winding across my belly remained forever. And now, he made a joke of it.
“Is it really necessary to care about something that belongs to the dead? Besides, you were the one at fault first. Consider this compensation for Evie.”
Evie stepped forward, a cruel smile lighting her face.
“That’s right, Tiffany. I heard your child died so tragically because you committed too many sins.”
“To make it into a relic, I even kept it in a church for a whole month to absorb light!”