Chapter 33: What We Can't Speak Of

Dante

The word kept echoing in my head. I couldn't get it out. It was entangled with the other memories I have of her, and each time I tried to weigh the good a d bad, I ended up going back to that same word. I have been called a killer before, but there was something different in the way she said ...

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