With a resolute breath, she sent her reply: "I was born ready."
Now, two years later, Alexandra was on the cusp of executing her plan. With a new identity, a forged backstory, and an allegiance to a group equally bent on revenge, she had infiltrated Julian's circle. The strategy was to wait for the perfect moment to strike, to ensure maximum damage.
The night she left him was the night she decided on revenge.
Alexandra's fingers hovered over the reply button. This was it. This was the moment she had been waiting for.
"The night is set. Are you ready?"
The screen of her phone lit up with an assurance: "See you at the top."
The sound of her phone buzzing with a message pulled her back from the memories. It was from her ally, her only friend in this venture:
