I could have slit your throat while you were sleeping.
She said to me.
I looked at her and chuckled.
I thought she was kidding.
The expression on her face told me she wasn’t.
It was pure hatred I saw in those bug eyes.
Disgust.
It was personal.
In that moment I hadn’t grasped what was happening.
What was happening?
Was it one of her alts?
Or was it her?
The anger in that room was suffocating.
And I was trapped in there with it.
With her.
With them.
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