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To the living, we owe respect, but to the dead, we owe only the truth.
“So twelve of them took turns raping them,”
“Over. And over. And over,” she growls, her tears falling angrily. “They didn’t stop. Those babies laid on that street for hours, bleeding and screaming for help. And no one came. But that’s not even the worst of it.”
It’s not a man who just saved my life. It wasn’t a beast at all. It was a woman.
Touch him again, and I’ll burn the town to the ground with everyone still in it.
“I’ll never just bend over and take it, SSA Bennett. Unless I’m bending over for you, of course.”
I thought love would rip my heart out. I thought it would set me on fire. Instead, it turned me into ice.
