Chapter 300---Chained

Zade

The words don’t register.

Not immediately.

They just—

Hang there.

Heavy.

Wrong.

Impossible.

“She’s gone.”

Gone.

My brain refuses the word.

Refuses the meaning.

Refuses every ugly implication attached to it.

Gone where?

Gone how?

Gone from me?

No.

No.

No.

That’s not poss...

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