The Price of His Pride
se. Sarah was sitting on the floor, in front of the memorial, Leo's favorite stuf
. "Ugh, what is all this? It's so depr
ill believing Sarah was orchestrating so
re ruining the house. You're going
rted with anger. He gestured wild
crap down!
o of the twins from a side table. It c
. She looked up at
roken whisper. She pointed to the two sm
eyes widened, not with grief, but
alance, her hand flailing out. I
mall pile of gray ash onto th
od! I'm so sorry! It was an accident! She's trying to
expl
le crossed his face – confusion, perhaps even a dawning horror. Bu
You did this! You're trying
s biting into her flesh. He dragged her
t on your toxicity,
head against the marble countertop. Pain ex
he bathroom, the door slam
nd think about w
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