The Price of Love Is Death
Yes, that was exactly what I was trying to do.
I could not help but laugh and spit out the last of my broken teeth as I said, "Yeah, I’m just a filthy rat, but what’s the difference between you and me? You’re pathetic. Even in death, all you’ll ever be is someone who can’t even get a glance from the person you love."
When I spoke, I almost did not recognize my own voice. Maybe Annie had stomped on my vocal cords earlier, because the sound I made now was sharp and unnatural, like something inhuman.
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