In the next instant, I swung the money across her face with every ounce of strength I had left.
The sharp edges of the bills sliced across her flawless skin, leaving thin lines of blood.
She froze.
Then her hands flew to her face, and she screamed, completely unhinged.
"My face?! You filthy bitch, what did you do to me?!"
"Eve?!"
A frantic, familiar voice came from behind me.
My body went rigid.
The moment she heard it, Eve threw herself into the man's arms, tears materializing on command.
"Baby! You're finally here..."
Dominic only had eyes for Eve. When he saw the blood on her face, his voice shook.
"Sweetheart, does it hurt?"
"It hurts so bad... Is my face ruined? Did that old hag disfigure me?"
"Nobody's ever dared do this to me. You have to destroy her for me, or I'm leaving you!"
"Daddy! Daddy!" The little boy ran over too, clinging to Dominic's leg, wailing. "That ugly witch hurt Mommy! Make her pay, Daddy!"
"Done." Dominic pulled Eve tight into the shelter of his arms and raised his head, his expression glacial.
"Let's see who had the nerve to touch my sweetheart."
His sharp, suspicious gaze landed on the back that felt impossibly familiar, and something clenched hard in his chest.