Pandora’s flaming sword flickered as the arrogant fake God suffocated all hope.
“No,” I said defiantly. I yanked Pandora to get her attention. “He can’t win.Wecan’t let him.”
She blinked at me. “We?”
“Yes,” I told her. “We.”
I saw a light spark in her eyes. It was dim, but it was there. Hope. I resisted the urge to cry out. It wasn’t gone. Not yet.
Chub Chub Wang aka Decatalian aka the old gaslighting cheating dickbag was about to go down. I had to believe it. I had a life now, and I wasn’t about to lose my happily ever after in the final act.
We would win.
We had to.
The End For Now…