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But oddly enough, my humanity died when I fell in love. It was the price I had to pay for selling my soul to three monsters.
Money was just another word for power. The powerless scream. Wealth whispers.
Vicky was a motherfucking liar. Anthony was a dead man. William was about as useful as wet tissue paper, and my ass? My pathetic ass was pussy-whipped.
