“You fuckin’ vile piece of shit. You think you can touch my sister? Behind my fuckin’ back? You fuckin’ swore to me, you bastard. Come on, you twisted fuck,” River taunted. Otto didn’t take the bait, though, he stood stock-still, welcoming the malice that oozed from my brother. “River,” I begged, trying to break through the madness. “You don’t understand.” “Oh, I understand perfectly, Raven. Can’t believe you’d let this disgusting prick touch you. After everything you’ve been through? Thought you knew better.” River spat it like an accusation, one I wasn’t sure if he was issuing to me or Otto.
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