This life again
I might as well throwing pillows at him, for he reacts like nothing is happening.
"You must not value your life if you think lying is going to set you free." he says, as he throws me on the ground hard. A crumpled piece of paper is thrown at my feet, and I cough, trying to clear my throat.
"READ IT." he orders, throwing something against the furthest wall from us. It breaks down, crumbling to pieces, and I flinch, grabbing the note with shaking hands.
Reading it carefully, my hands tighten on the crumpled parchment:
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