The Beloved
Eliza and I are walking when we look up to see that we are stopped in front of the Apothecary store.
Once service is concluded, we say our goodbyes to the other parishioners and proceed onward to the next place on our agenda. While we're walking to the market, I feel very off about something. I look around trying to find my uneasiness, deciding to ignore it. Eliza and I are walking when we look up to see that we are stopped in front of the Apothecary store. As we stare in the window, we see a commotion occurring across the street. “Hunter, what do you think is happening?” I look at her “I do not know”. Right at that moment, we hear the pop of gunshots, everyone screams as scatters as we witn
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