Chapter 105

  Joan

  He got me to the car, opened the door, and helped me in.

  His shirt was stained, and since it was a lighter grey color, the blood was obvious.

  Ironic, that we were both bleeding, both capable to take lives. He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, his palm resting against my cheek as he...

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