In that moment, the ice water felt like bullets driving through my bones.I stared at him, my eyes burning red. "You know I'm afraid of this!"When I was eight years old, on a night of pouring rain, I was trapped inside a collapsed warehouse. Gunshots rang out beyond the walls, and icy water mixed with blood rose past my knees. My mother drew the killers away from me and died outside that warehouse.After that night, I was afraid of enclosed spaces, afraid of the unrelenting sound of water, afraid of any night with no way out.All these years, I had never told anyone.Only Matt knew.Because back then, when a rival family had put a bounty on his head, he had been locked in a basement for two full days to stay hidden. In the darkness, he held my hand and said: "Evelyn, from now on, whatever you fear, I'll stand in front of it. Anyone who makes you cry will bleed for it."Now he stood below and let my fear become entertainment for a crowd.Salina laughed and picked up where he left off.
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