Silence filled the grand house, nothing but the heavy rain outside could be heard. An individual stood up from the couch closest to the fire place. The creaking of the floor beneath the sole of his foot could be heard throughout the empty house. The quiet noise of the friction between his hand and the wall added to the noise. His footsteps froze when his eyes came into contact with a portrait that was hung upon the wall. His hand traced the sharp features of the person in the portrait.
"If only I could bring you back" he whispered close to the portrait.
His head leaned in and his forehead touched the center of the portrait. He closed his eyes and within moments tear tracks could be seen on his delicate face. His eyes opened and a burning fire of determination could be seen within her eye. He moved his head back and looked at the portrait once more, tears still running down her cheeks. He sniffled and used a hand to stop the fluids on his face.
"I will avenge you" he said with determination. "No matter what" he added in a whisper.
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Vindictive
Romance"You seek for revenge. Your soul seeks for it. Every ounce of your being seeks for revenge, every cell in your body nurtures venom, preparing itself for the pleasing moment." A whisper said "So?" The whisper paused. "What are you waiting for?" It a...
