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them mercy just because they call themselves family.
For six months, I had imagined revenge as fire. Loud. Wild. Destructive.
But now that the moment stood in front of me, revenge felt different.
It felt like walking into a room with the truth and letting it breathe.
“I want to go,” I said.
Daniel nodded once.
“Then we prepare.”
Preparation was not glamorous.continue reading …
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