Chase

I stepped out of Grace’s room and threw the bloody pliers across the room.

Anger was too small a word for what filled my body and mind.

My blood boiled, and I almost exploded with rage.

Her crying… I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

Grace’s scent was still in my nose. It spread through my senses and calmed my racing heart.

Grace…

I’m sorry.

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