“ i did something bad, then why's it feel so good? ”
“ and i'd do it over and over again ”
“ they're burning all the witches, so light me up”
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CHAPTER THREE : DEAR OLD DAD
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SECOND PERSON POV
Nala called Zoe downstairs the next morning. She sat at the breakfast table with a look on her face that couldn't be easily described. Zoe kissed her mother's cheek and sat opposite her. Confusion all over her face as she looked at her mother. Nala picked up the paper and placed it on the table. Leaning on her elbows and looking down in what looked like sadness. Letting out a soft sigh as she spoke.
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