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... ite. I want something far uglier. Pity revenge—the kind that leaves rot in its wake, that keeps breathing in the dark long after the blade’s been sheathed.
I don’t care for a satisfying end, the kind heroes boast about. I crave a dramatic one, the sort of end that drags the other person in deeper, even when they think they’ve escaped.
And I am sensitive—painfully, pathetically so. Your words, whether good or bad, pierce me. A compliment? I’ll cradle it like a fragile treasure for ...
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