[Worm]

Elizabeth remained rigid in her place at the head of her table. A grimace staining her immaculate complexion. "I hate him with every fiber of my being." Her voice was numb and hollow. Moonlight streamed into her dining room, leaving a soft white glow dripping from velvet drapes like milk.

Why did a man like Igor transgress the passages of time and space only to become a pathetic worm such as William? It didn't make sense whatsoever. After all, Emily vibrated with Isa's golden soul as if it were a sheer shaul around her figure. Her smile radiated with the moment Isa realized she was safe. It took months before Isa could even smile. Though the mistress, Elozabeth, had taken her from a much worse situation, Isa seemed to struggle to adapt. It was as if she couldn't accept her new life. All that Elizabeth had wanted was Isa's happiness. Like a trophy she could taut above her head, Isabel's smile was prized. Now she needed to figure out how to get it once more.

She needed to use William. Even though he reeked of Igor's hedonism and sadism, the man's character seemed just the opposite. He wanted only to return to his true love. Her insides squirmed at the thought of Igor and Isa actually belonging together in a second life. After all that he had done to her... This would be Elizabeth's perfect hell. Its going to be so satisfying to kill that insect.

It was just before sunrise, reds seeped into the blue of night and stirred across the sky like watercolor. The game was just beginning, and Elizabeth had quite a few tricks up get sleeve.