We were in the open, no one was going to sneak up on us. It was like being taken beneath the Earth forever. So deep rooted was that fear, it pushed Belle back, pushed back the blood lust she'd raised in me. Bradley and I found ourselves alone.
She grew bored with it. His eyes were squeezed closed, and his tears had smeared the eye makeup to black tracks down his face. It was important to remember who was dead and who was alive. She smiled, and made a joke of it, a vicious joke, but she couldn't make her expression match the humor.
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