Even with that knowledge I missed her. I had been too long without conversation already and I could admit to myself that I missed the sight of her face too. It wasn’t the beauty she claimed, though clearly I’d taken note of that, but it was more the deception in her. She was a walking contradiction, breathtaking to look upon while writhing with darkness within. She claimed so wholly to be nothing more than the vengeance she sought but I had learned to see the cracks in that visage. Yes, she harboured pain and grief within her heart but there were glimpses of more than that too. She was a
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GOODBYE THIS GAVE ME GOOSEBUMPS
