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I don’t know—sometimes, a girl needs to know how to off a man in an untraceable way. I still didn’t see the issue there.
“I want to see you scurry through this labyrinth like the rest of them. I want you to beg me to release you.”
“You smell delicious, little darkling. Good enough to eat.”
“Don’t insult me, Camila. A girl like you gave up believing in God a long time ago.”
“She’s beautifully macabre,” Harkins prosed, describing the wild banshee in front of us. “She’s a fucking psycho,” I corrected him.
