amily name ruined, every asset

sick mother to her grave, I ag

mily, I was told, my father had wronged years ago, l

nly that this marriage was the on

ir, no guests from my side,

opulent bedroom of his es

, watching me, a chil

he said, his voice smooth,

k this is a mar

r, the phon

old me my father had died in prison. "Hear

one, a scream ca

ding him in his study, l

ace. "He's dead. Please, Ethan, you have what yo

slowly, his f

ghed, a dry,

epping closer. "You

, his fingers dig

amily, Ava. He drove my father to suicide a

was low,

future. He metaphorically castrated my father, and by

licking into place. The vague stories, t

nued, his eyes burning into mine. "I swore

step, Ava. Watching your h

my arm, and I

rs. Blackwood. You will want for nothing

e lavish room. "This

what your father did, and what

iumph. "This is my revenge, Av

. My marriage, my father's death, it wa

s I knew i