The club was full of noise, music, laughter.
But I walked through it like a ghost.
My eyes locked on the balcony above.
Where Dimitri waited.
He watched me enter, arms crossed.
No gun.
No guards.
Just him.
Like he knew I'd come alone.
Like he wanted this.
I stepped into the private room upstairs.
He was already pouring two drinks.
"Brave girl," he said. "Or stupid."
"Maybe both."
He pushed a glass toward me. "Last toast?"
"To what?"
He smiled. "To your father. To the reason you were ever mine to break."
I didn't touch the drink.
I touched the blade hidden in my boot.
He didn't see it.
He kept talking.
Telling me how he killed my father.
How the debt was never real.
How this was all about Kyler.
"Hurting him through you was the plan all along."
My blood ran cold.
My hands didn't shake.
"I should thank you," I said.
"For what?"
"For teaching me exactly the kind of monster I'd never become."
Then the door burst open.
Kyler.
Gun raised.
Voice like thunder: "Step away from her."
But Dimitri didn't move.
He smiled.
"You won't shoot me in front of her."
"You're right," Kyler said.
And I pulled the trigger.
One shot.
Right between the eyes.
Dimitri dropped like a stone.
Kyler turned to me, stunned.
I lowered the gun.
My voice didn't tremble.
"I told you. No one touches what's mine again."
We buried Dimitri in silence.
No words.
No prayers.
Just dirt.
And peace.
After the funeral, Kyler and I stood on the rooftop again.
Where everything had once begun.
The city was quiet.
I leaned into him.
He looked down at me.
"I'm sorry," he said.
"For what?"
"For every moment I didn't tell you I loved you."
I smiled. "Then tell me now."
And he did.
Again.
And again.
Until the sun rose.
We never went back to who we were.
Because we weren't supposed to.
We were made new—by blood, by loss, by love.
And somehow, through it all…
We found forever.
The End