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"Well, hello little killer. Have you been attending private meetings?" Avery stares up at me, her stormy eyes jolty as she contemplates her next move. She's always so timid and frightened, and honestly, it makes my little black heart hurt a little. Who would be afraid of little old me?
"You're mine now," he whispers, increasing the pace of the shiv as it moves in and out of my body. "Your body is my territory, my sweet victory. Together, we'll rule the unhinged, little killer."
But what is normal anyway? It's just a setting on a washing machine.

