He sniffed the air in front of me. One day, he finally said, 'I'm going to ruin that pretty face. I had passed the point of no return. That I couldn't fix anything.
Richard has agreed to this, ma petite. He's dead, and he can't hurt you anymore. The sound startled all of us, I think. Everything that I'd fought not to do, I now let myself do.
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