You Are Mine, Little Sister
My knees buckled slightly, and I pressed myself harder against the wall, wishing I could somehow get sucked into it.
In an instant, regrets flooded me, drowning me in its force. I should've listened to him. He was a monster and I hated him. But maybe I should never have underestimated him. Adam and his men would've still been alive.
I opened my mouth to speak but all that escaped were choked, incoherent sounds. My fear had stolen my voice, my will, and everything I thought I was capable of.
"How have you been, little sister?" He cocked his head to the side.
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