John pressed a cloth to my face to wipe up the sickness, but midwipe, he halted. Everyone ceased moving at once, and the room fell creepily quiet. No one breathed. The sudden tension was a tangible weight. Orion whispered something to Scorpius. “Why,” Malum said roughly. “The fuck.” His teeth clashed together. “Is ‘WHORE’ carved into your back?” Crack. I opened my mouth and whispered my darkest secret aloud, “Mother did it. The night before I killed her.” I sobbed and convulsed. Arched my back and jackknifed my legs. “What!?” Scorpius bellowed. I spat out between gasps of pain because
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