Faith's POV
"Damn. Brutal man." I said, looking down at my drawing pad. He nodded and we both were quiet again. "What about you?" he asked. I tensed. I guess he noticed because he said "You don't need to tell me if you don't want to." I sighed and shook my head. "No. You told me your story, I'll tell you mine. It's only fair." I said quietly. And so I did. I told him everything about that night. It took every fiber in my body to keep myself from bursting into tears when I told him all of this. "I miss her...so I killed myself because I just couldn't deal with it anymore."
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Hell isn't so bad anymore
RandomA lil book about our ocs Nora and Faith in Hazbin Hotel!
