A Love That Has Died

Revenge is sweet. Guilt is a bitter pill to swallow. A man scorned is a lethal dose of chaos waiting to erupt. I have laid waste to all that has crossed my path, and my destruction is not done, for I have one true wish I want to achieve as I stare at the reason for my heartbreak in the eyes. This is what my life has come to, a ruthless killer that shall reap justice as he sees fit.

Shall I show remorse? Remorse is not a word that shall cross my lips. I shall relish in satisfaction as I stand over a body that I shall rip to shreds. But first, I need to hear for one last time what drove such deceit from a woman that I once loved with every part of my being.

"Sebastian, I asked, what are you doing here?"

"I do not know if I should be honored that you know who I am."

"I do know of your stature in the community."

"My friend, you shall refrain from referring to the Vampire community so loosely. I believe that our dear Anastasia has told you everything."