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plies, I sleep through the entire afternoon
a dark, airle
eaden weight of em
ccord, picking up my secur
with an anonymous messa
find a high-resolutio
ith Lyla leaning against his chest,
next to them, their faces arranged in th
wn to the a
ly has his true son. His mother even praised our harmo
e hierarchy was com
d given safe harb
al laugh that dies withou
ly fall, hot and
y the mindless comfort of routine
net and take out my bott
capsules in
I discern a slight discrepancy, a co
spent in the mafia underg
red access to my persona
d I collapse onto th
the man who swore a blood oath to protect
-the dark blood seeping from his chest
of the stone seeping into my
waking purgatory, I cal
the bottle
e," I instruct, my voice toneless.
r eyes wide with questions
later, my
Sienna's voi
"They are laced. Someone injected them with black-market hormones desi
n to
s before he left this house finall
instantly annihilated, leaving behind only
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