[ He won’t say it. He can’t. He insists he did it, but her hands were quite literally the ones dirtied. Wasn’t it? That’s why he shot her. To get her to stop. To stop killing them. Because she was too far gone. An accident. It was an accident he started and ended. He saved them... by stopping her. ]
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[ How can she not cry? The tears came but no sound. Just a dead stare in his direction. Not mad. Not upset. But... ]
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[ How can she not cry? The tears came but no sound. Just a dead stare in his direction. Not mad. Not upset. But... ]