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Cold Hearts

“No. No!”

“Shhh. Lena, listen to me!”

“No! NO! YOU DEVIL ! GET AWAY FROM ME !”

“Lena! Stop! STOP IT ! GOD DANG IT LENA !”

I shivered, pulling away from him, wanting to be closer, but then the scene from my memory replayed itself in my head, and I instantly wished I was a mile away.

“Lena! What I did was for the good of us both! LENA !”

My teeth chattered violently against my jaw on their own accord, and I felt warmth dripping down my chin.

“You’re going into a seizure, Lena! Stop it! I LOVE YOU !”

I finally spoke at those three words.

That lie of such great extremes that my brain couldn’t even fathom them.

I faced him, gained control of myself once more, and then whispered, “If you love me, then why did you drown my son?”

And I turned away, and ran into the mist, never to be seen by him again.

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