WHILE I BURN FOR YOU
I sobbed, tears flowing, my shoulders shaking in sync with the trees.
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TWO DAYS LATER
Wrapped in a large blanket with a cup of hot cocoa in hand, I sat silently in Dashiell's private jet, staring blankly as the clouds drifted by.
Gotham and Adela were across from me, their heads buried in a newspaper. The bold headlines stretched across the front page read, "The fall of the Most Notorious,"
"Notorious," I muttered, a bitter chuckle escaping my lips as my eyes drifted back to the swirling steam of my Cocoa, how it rose and disappeared in the air.
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