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59| Let's Go Home.

I stand outside on the balcony of my hotel room, which overlooks the small city with bright lights illuminating the sidewalks.

The cool early morning breeze gently sweeps across my face, cooling my flushed cheeks and my boiling blood thrumming through my veins.

Dipping my head, I look down at my hands which are no longer covered in Giovanni's blood.

Flashes of me slitting his throat wash over me, making me dizzy, fuelled by sin.

Sucking in a razor-sharp breath, I focus on the sky's blanket of beauty that is staring me right in the face.

There is no point in me wasting what little energy I consume, bemoaning crimes I've committed, or wasting precious time by expressing regret.

It is done.

It's over.

The streets run red with the blood of our enemies and vengeance has been achieved.

I’m safe.

No one is coming to hurt me any time soon.

I can finally breathe and not feel like I’m choking on my anxiety.

My fingers grip the steel fence, turning my knuckles a ghastly shade of white, as
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