Guts & Glass — Skyla Madi

I dream of Emily...I dream of Tuscany...I dream of seeing her in a white dress...But she's slipping further and further away from me, her will bending to those who seek only to hurt her—to own her.I crave to feel Skull's blood splash against my skin, to peel the fleshy ink from his bones, and I know that time is coming. Soon.I'm at the end of my chain and, with some help, he will suffer for all the pain he's caused.I won't stop. Not until she's safe and he can no longer leave his fingerprints on the world.