“I’m not going to corrupt her,” I say, taking Carmen’s hands in mine, curling my fingers around hers. “I’m going to ruin her, and every time she bleeds for me, I’m going to think about how she likes everything you didn’t.” Snapping my hand forward, I hear the distinct crack of bone splintering, and she lets out a high-pitched wail as I shove her away. She cradles her broken fingers to her chest, a harsh sob racking her body, but I ignore it the way she once ignored my pain. I don’t plan on touching Elena yet. But Carmen doesn’t know that. Right now, she thinks the marriage is legitimate in
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