The words hit like a physical blow.
My breath caught. My composure shattered for half a second.
“What?” My voice dropped, sharper now. “My sister is... here?”
I pointed toward the seamless door.
“In there?”
He nodded once.
Rage exploded inside my chest so violently it felt like it might tear through my ribs.
“Didn’t you already punish me for her crimes?” I hissed.
My hands trembled now — not from fear but from fury.
“Why the fuck did you keep going after her?”
His jaw tightened — just slightly.
“You never paid for her sins.”
The words were calm.
“I was wrong,” he continued, and for a brief second something almost resembling regret flickered across his face. “Foolish. Arrogant. Sending you to prison was a mistake I will regret for the rest of my life... a burden I’ll carry to my grave.”
His eyes locked onto mine. “But I never stopped hunting your sister.”
His voice hardened.
“I swore on my life — no matter how far she ran, no matter how fast she disappeared — even if she crossed oceans or changed identities — I would find her. And when I did... I would make her pay.”
My pulse thundered in my ears.
My fist clenched so tightly my nails dug into my palm.
“I really wish you were dead, Ruslan,” I said through gritted teeth.
The confession slipped out before I could stop it.
He didn’t react the way I expected.
No anger. No insult. No outrage.
Instead...
A faint smirk curved his lips.
“Impossible.”
His tone was almost amused. “No one can kill me. Legends don’t die.”
He tilted his head slightly.
The arrogance in that statement ignited something dangerous inside me.
No one can kill you?
