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ASTRID
I’ve never seen Brock like this before. His eyes are wide, feral, without a trace of humanity left in them. His pain and anger are swirling around him like a category five hurricane, threatening to destroy everything in its wake.
Including me.
Something about tonight brought his past pain to the surface, and I feel like he’s taking it all out on me- like I’m being punished for someone else’s sins. So, as he completely shuts down and starts to walk away, I blurt out the one thing on my mind.
“I’m not her, you know.”
Brock freezes in his tracks. Slowly, he turns to look at me over his shoulder.
My lips part to speak again, my voice shaky. “I’m not Annalise.”
His eyes shoot daggers through me- they’re so cold, colder than I’ve ever seen them. Detached. “No,” he growls cruelly. “You’re not.”
His words slice into me like a hot blade, spilling my guts
C.J. PrimerI never double up on my chapters unless absolutely necessary, but this was one of those rare exceptions. Seriously, don't take this as a sign to ask me for double updates going forward, because with my full time career and personal life, it just isn't feasible! When I need to, I make them work, and this was one of those situations. I'll be back tomorrow with more Brock!
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