Liam Sullivan and I were the most infamous bitter couple in our entire social circle.
He secretly kept a mistress, so I rammed his car with mine.
He visited the grave of his white moonlight behind my back, so I had people smash her tombstone.
We were locked in a battle of mutual destruction,struggle for a full twenty-five years.
Countless times we cursed each other, wishing the other a gruesome death.
But in the fire, he used his last ounce of strength to push me out.
He said, "Wendy, I don't owe you anything anymore. If there's a next life, I hope you can let me and Violet be together."
Violet. My sister.
The child my family took in.
I turned and walked away without looking back, tears welling in my eyes.