Jethro
LIFE WAS PERFECT.
The most perfect it’d ever been.
I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been this happy or this uncaring about my fate.
Nila was mine. I’d found my one true place.
I should’ve known a man like me would never be worthy of such a gift. I should’ve known that death was around the corner. I should’ve seen the devil rubbing his hands together, waiting.
I didn’t deserve peace or togetherness or a future I wanted more than fucking anything.
There was nothing good left for me.
Only death.
No matter that I’d lived my entire life beneath death’s shadow, no matter that I’d expected it around every trial, and feared it every time I closed my eyes to sleep, I still wasn’t prepared for when it finally came for me.
It was quick.
It was painful.
It was over.