Tzina_Valsami

I look at him after four years and that pretend smile he puts on his face makes me angry.
The thought of smothering him spreads like a tentacle in my mind, but I silence it. I have a goal and I will only see it happen if patience never leaves my mind.
He's happy, just like his people. But they're so naïve they can't understand how strong I am. They're wrong if they're fooled by my innocent gaze. They forget that the devil was once an angel, too.
They'll pay even if they ask for charity. Whatever they ask for, they won't find charity. That part of me died on the same night as the most important people in my life. I swear you'll pay.

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