Macy:
I looked around a home I only came to when I needed to hide. Something had snapped in me. An emotion I couldn’t comprehend, an emotion I hadn’t felt before. A rage unlike anything else, a bitter f.u.c.k.i.n.g wave of anger, a blood lust so intense I could smell the iron in my nose.
I looked at Aria’s little face, blue eyes, and little cow lick on her crown that wouldn’t lie down. Her sweet, gummy smile.
I had always killed for a sense of release, a feeling of peace that nothing else would give me. Now… Now I want to kill for her. I would do anything to keep her from having a childhood she had to recover from as an adult.
I walked silently to my office; I pulled up a file I only looked at when I had to add to it. My fingers felt numb as I walked through the last day or two, com
