Celeste;
"As much as your offer sounds tempting," I let my lips curl, "I'll pass."
Not like I even need it. Perhaps the real Montagna daughter will jump in ecstasy at his offer. Not me. My own vendetta comes first.
Fernandez chuckles, though I catch an edge in his gaze at my blatant refusal. His head tilts slightly, like he's trying to peel me open layer by layer without even touching me.
Someone has ego issues, huh.
"You really don't know anything about your family's disappearance, do you?" his voice grates through the darkness swirling around me. Slow and deliberate. Like he's testing where I'll crack.
The question lifts a weight pressing on my chest. I'd thought he knew I was an imposter. His question just proved me wrong.
Thank fuck.
"Why are you the only one alive?" He probes, like it's some miraculous big deal. Which, in fact, it is.
"Because I'm smart?" The bite in my voice doesn't go unnoticed.
"Oh…" He drawls, a mocking edge curling around the word. "You sure are."
