#Chapter100
Thaddeus POV
Sitting on the balcony of my penthouse apartment, I looked over the city, my eyes scanning as I watched the crowds of people below, unaware of the monster watching them.
I hear movement behind me, and my eyes snap to the glass sliding doors. She hands me a smoke, and I light it breathing in deeply. Enjoying the burn in my throat from its harshness.
/"When are you going to go home, haven’t you punished them enough? They did it to protect you. It is time you stop this, whatever it is you are doing./"
/"And what is that?/" I ask her, looking back toward the city.
/"The destruction. What are you trying to prove? Who are you looking for?/" she asks, and I sigh. Only she would get away with questioning me like this. I always had a soft spot for her. She listened and didn’t judge, no matter how much I fucked things up.
/"I am not trying to prove anything. I don’t need to./"
