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But there are different levels of terror. Ones that will leave scars on your soul forever and completely break your sanity.
My gaze dropped to the floor. “Maybe I'm tired of fighting.” He pocketed my keys. “That’s what I’m afraid of.”
“I see you fading away, baby girl. You’re going fast and it’s scaring the shit out of me.”

