Epilogue (The Dark Duet #3)

29 May


Expected publication: June 15th 2013
Who am I?
Well, that’s what I’m trying to figure out. I was a whore in my youth,
a killer since my adolescence, and a monster as a man. I am the man
who kidnapped Livvie. I am the man who held her in a dark room for
weeks. But, most importantly, I am the man she loves.
She loves me. It’s quite sick, isn’t it?
Of course, there’s more to our story than can be surmised in a few
short sentences, but I’m at a loss for justifying my behavior back
then. I assume if you’re reading this, I don’t need to make those
justifications. You’ve already made your own.
You’re reading this because you want to know about the rest of the
story. You want to know what happened that warm summer night in
September of 2010, the night I met Livvie at The Paseo. It was the
night my life changed all over again.
It didn’t happen exactly as Livvie said. She’s been very kind to me in
the retelling of our story. The truth is far more…complicated.


“And if you can believe it…she slapped me again.
“What the hell is wrong with you? Stop hitting me!” I finally looked up
at her, but she was a blur. She hit me so hard my damn eyes were
watering (I was not crying – eyes water. I think we all know I’m a
badass and I don’t cry).”
― C.J. Roberts , Epilogue
“Everything is in the process of becoming something else. It’s the law
of change.” I briefly kissed Livvie’s eyelids before she could open
them. “I’m in the process of becoming something else, Livvie. I hope
it’s something good, something far removed from the monster you
― C.J. Roberts , Epilogue



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