Chapter 5

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"How did your mother die?" Marcus asked. I froze.

He has no right asking about how my mother died.
He knew damn well she died a couple months ago, he knew that I was still mourning over her death.

"Why do you want to know?" I asked politely, trying to hide my anger, though I knew that my face showed disappointment.

"Just wondering—" he said. He looked nervous.

I thought a bit, I thought about how his father had died, how he was so brave to have sacrificed his life for him and for Reagan. I wanted that.

"Same way your father did" I lied.

"But I thought you had contact or experience with the monster," he stated.

I gulped, gulping down the tears that almost slipped out of my eyes.

"I didn't"

What a lie...

I stood up and went back inside to my room, that's when I couldn't take it anymore and let the tears flow.

Such big lies I had told Marcus....

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