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Mila

"You barely met him this year. You don't know what fueled him the last few years.” Aaron had stated.

He didn't wait for me to answer after that. He didn't need to. In his mind, the debate was already over.

Aaron turned around and walked out of the bedroom, pulling the double doors shut behind him.

I sat in silence against the headboard while my mind kept repeating the words Aaron had said.

“He loves the violence more.”

I squeezed my eyes shut, pressing my hands over my ears as if I could
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