Treachery [h.s.]

"Tell me everything you know." I pressed the knife closer and closer until it pierced his skin.

"Darling, you don't want to know." He spoke infuriatingly, even as the blood dripped down his tanned neck and disappeared into the dark abyss that was his shirt.

"Why? Just. Tell. Me." I grit out, and the knife makes another cut, this time a track of deep crimson liquid trailing out from under the knife, following the path the other droplet had just taken.

"Because, Cass, if I tell you, everything you'd have every known, would've been exactly what we're named after." I hold in the gasp that begs to be let out after his implied admission, but I keep the knife steady against his throat, not budging until he says the word.

"And what is that?"

"Treachery"
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What happens when everything Cassie thought she knew was a lie? That everything she'd ever seen or heard was a deception. Treachery. When everything she grew up with and lost, turned out to be everything she hated. And what happens when the person who knows all of the secrets, is the one person she was told to avoid?