“I don’t know if anyone told you yet. But Stitches won’t be visiting anytime soon. He hurt himself. He tried to h-hang himself in his closet because I accepted that Seth w-won,” my voice cracked. “I don’t really think he won, baby, but I don’t have any proof to fight him with. All I know is I heard you screaming my name. But it wasn’t me who made you scream. It was him. So to the victor go the spoils.”
