This Time Has To Be Different.

Spades – Point of View

“I’m sorry, Spades.” He murmured as I walked to the door.

I scoffed, my fists clenched, “Fuck you, Ace. And, when you crawl back to me, I’ll shatter your kneecap.”

Violence swirled in me. Annihilation simmered in me, but most of all, hurt filled me to the brim, spilling int...

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