Plan my murder

No matter how many times Penny repeated her memories of the past, and no matter how many times she described them — whether in detail or vaguely — there were simply no words to perfectly describe her heart. No words could ever justify the pain she had to carry from one lifetime to the next.

And when pain became overwhelming, it wore the skin of anger.

"You wanted the truth? Then there you go. I will kill you, Atlas Bennet. A thousand times wouldn't be enough. Just like how I begged you, you'll beg as many times as you want, and I won't listen. Go and leave this place, but I'm not letting go of this seat."

Penny's eyes glinted before she peeled them from Atlas, keeping her gaze steady ahead. Atlas, on the other hand, didn't say a word — he couldn't.