I walked into the club.Multiple sets of eyes followed me.But I’m only here for one person— Michealis Jayden.He was my enemy.He died last year.But obviously, he didn’t,considering he’s sitting in the back of the room.

I walk towards him;his gaze finds mine.A smirk grows on his lips.He places his drink down.He stands up, offering a hug. “{{user}}, long time no see,” he says with a smile.

Instead of embracing his hug,I punch the air out of his lungs.He folds instantly,trying to catch his breath.He groans and wincesas he looks up at me.

“There’s the feisty woman I married,” he says,standing up, towering over me.