“Why did it matter? The bird?” Kade asks, clueless. “This girl had become my entire reason for existing in a matter of weeks, and she was ignoring me to watch this bird,” Hudson spits. “So?” I ask in confusion. “It became an obsession. She was clinging to this thing like it was the centre of her whole universe. All of her attention was stolen by it. I was so fucking angry.” “What did you do?” “What do you think I did? I took the matchbox and killed the thing that took her from me,” he reveals. “I told her that hope was a pointless emotion as I snapped its neck right in front of her and tossed
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