He drew closer to me, a knowing smile at the corner of his mouth beneath his mask. He already knew my answer. Then he noticed the white bandage on my hand and frowned.
"Are you hurt?" He asked.
"I got bit by a wildcat," I said. "It's just a small cut."
"A vengeful man should have a merciless heart," he said in a slightly reproachful tone as his fingers brushed across my face, "If you had been bitten by a snake, you would have died."
"I promise I won't make that mistake again."
My heart is cold, and I will not be affected by my feelings. Frade forgets me, which allows me to complete my revenge without any scruples.
"Do you still love him?" Daley asked. "I don't want my fiancee thinking about another man. If I knew, I would be jealous, and I would kill him."
