"You don't run from something unless it has teeth. And God-Riverdale had fangs." The first time Liliana Ashford left Riverdale, she didn't look back. She didn't say goodbye. Didn't explain. Didn't cry. She packed everything she was-the grief, the anger, the bleeding heart she pretended wasn't broken-and vanished into the night like smoke. People thought they knew why. They didn't. Not even him. Especially not him. But now she was back. With scars no one could see, and an army behind her made of blood, loyalty, and fire. This wasn't about revenge. It wasn't even about closure. It was about finishing what she never should've had to run from. Because Riverdale took everything. And now it was going to pay. {Riverdale fanfic}