her entire nose is sunken inward. She's screaming even if I can’t quite hear it, as it sounds more like a mouse with its tail trapped under my boot. Her hands are shaking around her face, fearful of touching it to exacerbate the pain. When I drag my gaze to Jun, he is shaking, his gaze dragging from Marcella, straight to me. “You will watch or die with her,“ I seethe, and whatever he sees in my eyes keeps him frozen in terror. “Please don’t do this—” when she begins begging, I return my attention to her. “Choose me, I’m better—” “Better off dead.” When the words slip from my mouth, her eyes
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