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“Look how beautiful you are. Covered in blood. I can almost picture the crown on your head,”
“You’ve been running from me for as long as I can remember. Let me catch you, love.”
“Why do you have tears in your eyes, pretty girl? Who do I need to murder?”
“Is it expensive?” “Very.” I gripped the steering wheel. “So if I scratch it, you’ll kill me?” I asked. August never let me drive his expensive cars when we were teens. Said I was too delicate for such power. “Total it, baby. As long as you don’t hurt yourself, I don’t give a fuck about the car.” Swoon.
