shook my head. "I’m not comfortable there. All I can think about is the man I killed and Hale and all the fucking guards patrolling the grounds. I just need some normalcy, okay?" "Normal is boring," Anthony sang. "Killers don’t get normal," Malice echoed. "Fine. But when Grams is back, I’m moving back home. I’m serious. She can’t live alone, Anthony. I love spending time with you—" "So you admit you love me," he cut me off. "That’s not what I said." He tsked. "So you love me. Continue."
