LUKE FRIEDRICH
I walked into the room lit with a lot of white candles, burning incense, a bucket, and two enamel dishes, a small one and a large one both filled with water. This was just an empty room in the house, so I permitted Agatha to use it for the ritual.
It's only Agatha and my father in the room, waiting to begin the ritual. I stood in the center of the candles and Agatha walked up and stood in front of me. Her eyes are so glossy from crying. She didn't take the break-up so well, but unfortunately, I had to do it. This will save her from the heartaches I don't intend to give her.
She looked at me for a while, not sure if she is searching for answers or what.
"I need you to strip off your clothes, and step into the large enamel dish, please," She said, not breaking eye contac
