LIAM
Even in death, he is determined to escape my wrath.
I am back in the car, headed towards my office. The letter is heavy in my breast pocket, still unopened.
I will give it to him. He is cunning and smart. He wanted to be in control to the very last end, not bowing or surrendering to the hammer that would crush him.
He was determined to have control over his life and future till the very end. I don't know why I am not surprised by this.
I suppose I am still processing it, but I don't feel crushed about it. He was harming me, hurting the people I cared the most about. But now he is not here anymore.
He is gone.
It shouldn't feel like a weight has been lifted ... but it does feel like the problem has solved itself. I suppose I am cold-hearted. This was a person I was entangled with once ago. But that all ended and he started creating a bad taste in my mouth. He made me want to hurt him and crush him.