Love Forged in Flames of Hate

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ght, smiling face, the face I h

n't po

. We were

were pale and trembling, but the

, with textbooks and clothes piled on a chair. Her side was p

een two years ago, right b

?" Tiffany asked, her voice filled with a

d, trying to ma

a weird dream,"

r digital cloc

ne back

at the very

of the fire, of my parents, of the clu

lse, a cold, sharp feeling

han

given a sec

live, but to

r and turned to face me full

to you about something," s

what wa

dy tensed.

ressed about money, right? Wor

d, my eyes f

. You could get like, ten grand, probably by tomorrow. It would sol

exact offer. The poison

asked questions about the interest rat

had pushed harder, made more prom

he consequence

ed into that dark, filt

he leering fac

ling in my chest when the D

one call telling me

sical pain, a ghost

knew something I

my parents' deaths, when I was planning my

could about Tiffany's f

a critical flaw

rates were so high they were illegal in most states.

he debt wa

on shame and fear. They scared people in

ile started to

destroyed me was

s going to be the o

cing the hatred down, bu

to play

making it look like I wa

erious?" I asked, putting a

seeing the b

roommates, right?

ing down at my hands as if I were shy and unc

on her laptop. "Just give me your ID and social security nu

mask of gratitude

I had died in w

me, it was

ure, calcul

soft. "Thank you, Tiffa