the smell intoxicated her entire being with the thought of the end. She didn’t know who they were, she had no idea at all. Lost, confused and frightened, she sat in the cupboard as her house slowly burnt, preying that she wouldn’t become one of the embers of the roaring fire.
The voice on the phone echoed in her head like she was still hearing it. His voice. After ten years of waiting for him, ten years of hating, she heard his voice, and then her house was on fire. He knew she was in danger from the day he set eyes on her, and what she didn’t know was that he always did