Prologue

Prologue

Fatherhood was never for me. I told Rebeka that, but when the reality of the fact I was going to be one sunk in, I was surprisingly excited about it, but deep down, those thoughts were still there.  I wasn’t meant to be a father, I couldn’t love. It was amazing I loved Rebeka… I definitely wasn’t meant to be a single father, but now, with Rebeka gone, I didn’t have a choice.

As I stared down at the helpless bundle of innocence fast asleep in its cot, My grip on the bloody carving knife tightened.

My son. 

I loved him so much, it was like an automatic thing, but every time I looked at him, I just saw her, but his love wasn’t enough to stop me being who I was. Who I’d always been. The monster. 

I was a serial killer. I had caused so much pain and suffering... It's why Karma took Rebeka from me… and now I had Archie... I didn’t deserve him either. 

Why did she have to die?!