All this time, I wielded my sword of vengeance with a shield of self-righteousness. Even collateral damage, I told myself, was still justified, because it wasn’t my fault, but the fault of their loved one who had betrayed me. But the truth is, I just like to hurt people. I am a predator. I hunt for sex, money, and pleasure. I only do things that make me feel good. This vendetta stopped being about justice a long time ago. I am no longer human. I don’t have a soul. I have been collecting on a debt from Mia that she never owed.
