The mad priest gave me everything.
Twenty-one years in prison allows a man time to process.
To plot.
To plan.
I’ll take my vengeance in money, in power, and most importantly, on her body.
Mercedes Mondego sold me into hell, leading me to the altar like a sheep to a cliff's edge.
Every thread I place on the board will wrench together and lead me back to her. Oh, but I’m done with love, and there is nothing left in me except an animal.
The mad priest gave me everything to exact my revenge.
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