Rage and Revenge

NOLAN

How far is one willing to go for the one they love?

Stepping into the house felt like stepping into a nightmare I’d thought I’d escaped from. Everything about this place was tainted—every wall, every piece of furniture. It was all stained with memories I wished I could erase.

This house had never felt like a home. It was more of a museum filled with exhibits of my past—dark, twisted exhibits that I couldn’t ignore even if I tried. I could still hear the echoes of my father’s anger in these walls, the sharpness of his voice cutting through the air like a blade. Every corner reminded me of something I wanted to forget—the constant pressure to be something, to live up to expectations that were impossible to meet.

And then there was Alanna. The woman I should have loved, the woman I pushed away, and the woman I lost. Our marriage was a disaster from the start, a cold arrangement that neither of us wanted, but it wasn’t until I lost her that I realized how much I cared. That loss s