Chapter 1025: Take your target to hell with you.
Hera Cruel.
A name that people would either praise or fear. A name that eventually turned into a status symbol for those under her wing. And a name she wished she never had. Because that name could give her anything: power, wealth, influence, hate, and unwanted love.
Anything but what she truly needed.
Hera stood in front of the sink counter, eyes on the phone that Tiger left.
"He’s worried," was what he said before he left. "Give him a call when you’re ready."
If Hera wanted to see Dominic or call him, she could, without anyone’s help. But why hadn’t she done so? Because even if hearing Dominic’s voice was the only thing she wanted right now, she couldn’t. Hera knew once she heard him or even just the sound of his breath, she would run to him like a dog, regardless of the mark on her back.
"Maybe that’s the point of everything," she whispered as a tear rolled down her cheek. "Waking up in Heaven’s body, and coveting the life that is not mine... it wasn’t a second chance, but a punishment."
She bit her inner bottom lip until the tang of iron filled her taste buds. She held her hands into tight fists, eyes on the phone resting on the sink counter. She shut her eyes and turned on her heel, taking a step to leave without the phone with her. However, she stopped as hesitation shone in her eyes.
"Don’t, Hera," she whispered to herself. "Don’t do it."