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I may not have been born without a heart the way his Vessel had, but that didn’t mean I didn’t prefer the numbness that came from a thousand jagged cuts against my soul. Life had broken me. My father had broken me. But Gray had shattered me.
it wasn’t lost on me that those were the ones I turned to for comfort. It wasn’t the memory of my mother’s hug or her encouragement, but the words of the very man I planned to kill that night.

