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She’s little, but she’s sassy, a fighter, and way braver than I am.
“I’m not letting you climb this thing.” I shake my head. “It’s way too high for you!” “I’ll be fine.” “But what if you fall?” “Then catch me!”
Well, you reap what you sow, motherfucker.”
My reality has split again, like my life has now become three acts in a play. Act I: Before my parents were killed. Act II: Living with my nonni. Act III: After my first…murder.
My lips twitch into a smile. There’s beauty in finally becoming the person you’re meant to be…even if that person is a killer.
But I took the good fortune for what it was, a sign that I should keep going.
He remains quiet, and an almost nostalgic look softens his hard edges. “Were those tulips?” he whispers.
If I’m not careful, Sev could unravel my entire world.
“I should’ve been the one that died that night. She’s not just worth my life. She’s worth everything.”
They thought I was an easy target, but I fought back.
I never started anything, but I ended it.
When the world isn’t watching, I’m the heroine in my story and the villain in everyone else’s.
I’m wholly enthralled by the venom in her voice, but I hide my awe with a tsk.
