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~Amolet 

Sinful stands over Noah's dead body, grinning at it. 

Cian summoned Sinful and Hale over moments after Noah died. His body isn't even cold, still lying in the exact same position in the entrance to my apartment. I can't stop staring at him, at the dark hair fanning his face, even if it makes me nauseas, like I'm going to be sick if one of them says the wrong words. 

"You killed him?" Sinful asks, looking at me. I grit my teeth, trying not to be annoyed at his smugness. Noah may have been a terrible person, but he is dead, which allows him some semblance of respect. Even if it's hard to justify. 

Cian nudges Noah with his foot. "I killed him. Amolet just started it."

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