The Perfect Revenge
SKYLA
The city outside kept moving like my world hadn’t crumbled into tiny little pieces, like nothing happened at all.
Taxis honked outside the window, spring banners fluttered like bright lies above crowds that laughed, screamed, and even shoved through their day like it was none of their business. A cart of coffee cart hissed near the corner, releasing the scent of cinnamon and something bitter.
But inside me, the world had already stopped, stopped moving. Stop beating.
I was having desert and also going through several files that i had managed to gather concerning project Delphinium in my favourite cafe when the call came in. I was hunched over a dossier when my phone lit up, Ed’s name f
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