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I slipped deeper into shadows as thethat made her convulse and a fresh wash of tears flow

Then

The man…

It was Flaw

DIARY ENTRY, EMMA Weaver

I found out what happened to Bryan’s brother today I don’t think he meant to tell me, but I’ve learned how to manipulate him so occasionally he slips I wouldn’t normally write that, but tomorrow…it’s all over I’ve seen where they’ll do it Bonnie took great pleasure in havingabout how sick everything is I tried my best I pretended to care for Cut I ly shared his bed and portrayed the besotted woman around his family But it was all a lie You hear that, you evil son of a bitch? If you’re reading this, then good riddance At least you can’t touch s I doubted you would’ve if you knew that every tihter you with my bare hands You wouldn’t have let me into that frosted heart of yours if you knew that every tiave myself over to the devil, all for him to fulfil one promise

You won But one day, you won’t One day, your sins will catch up with you and it will all be over My daughter is already twice the woo after her, it will be the last thing you ever do I swear it on every religion, every sanctified God You will die, Bryan Mark my words, you will die--

A noise sounded outside my room

My head wrenched up My breath came hard and fast I ached with the pain my mother had transcribed in the Weaver Journal Somehow, she hadn’t used ink--she’d used her desperation and frustration Her e around ry that I wasn’t there to save her

She’d done what I had

She’d one after Jethro--to control him

Only, unlike Jethro, Cut hadn’t been so easily broken

He’d still carried out the Final Debt He’d killed the woman he was in love with

And all for what?

The noise ca hands, I closed the journal and slid it beneath the covers

After the lawyers’ visit, I’d headed to the kitchens and stockpiled food I didn’t kno often I’d be locked in my room in this neorld without Jethro

He’s dead

He’s dead

He’s…not corief to stay away

No ht of him as alive and only a corridor away