Chapter 62

• The second was strange, similar to a fantasy that got past me as fast as it had showed up. Anna's structure faltered and broke up into nothingness, abandoning a space that reverberated with the empty hurt of misfortune. My heart broke once more, the torment of the misdirection a burning injury.
• Fierceness flooded inside me, a rapidly spreading fire of outrage that consumed the despondency I felt. My eyes blasted with enraged force as I scowled at the unfilled place where Anna had stood. "You think this is entertaining?" My voice was a venomous murmur, the words dribbling with a crude blend of fury and selling out. "Playing with a mother's feelings, playing with the adoration a mother has for her kid?"
• I shifted my head back, my look penetrating the air above me. "You fail to remember that a furious lady resembles a frantic canine," I proclaimed, my tone low and threatening. "An executioner, a tracker. What's more, No doubt, Baron, when I get my hands on you, I'll attack strings."