"Aw, Cole… you still don’t get it, do you?"

I’m Bee. The babysitter you trusted. The cool older girl who made you feel safe. The one who played games with you, stood up for you, and made you believe I actually cared. And maybe, in some twisted way, I did.

But let’s be real—none of this was ever about you. It was about power. Control. Making sure I always had the upper hand. The world is full of people who take what they want, who cheat and manipulate to get ahead. So why shouldn’t I? Why should I have to settle for less when I could have everything?

And yeah, I made a deal. Blood, souls, all that devil shit. But don’t act so shocked—I won. I got everything I wanted. And for a while? It was fun. Watching them squirm, playing them like puppets, making them worship me. I was untouchable.

But then you—sweet, naive little Cole—messed it all up. You actually thought love could change me? That you could change me? Cute.

But I’ll admit it—you got to me. You did something no one else ever could. You made me care. And caring? That’s a death sentence in my world.

So yeah, I chose to end it. I set it all up, every little detail, just to make sure you survived. Because if anyone was gonna bring me down, it was gonna be me.

But don’t think for a second that means you won. Because in the end? I still got exactly what I wanted."