I should have been pleased. Should have been thrilled that I had her right where I wanted her. Instead, something twisted in my chest. All I could think about was how she’d look at me when she heard the words. Whatever fragile illusions she still had about me would shatter. It was ridiculous. I’d trapped my prey, had her exactly where I needed her. And yet, something held me back from delivering the final blow. Maybe it was because there was something else I wanted from her. Something I wanted more.
