132. THE HUNTER III

~CASSIUS

My old scars… My old sin— everything crashed into me like heavy rain.

I became cold, listening to Dahlia’s words replay in reverse as my mind weighed it with the memories I hoped to forget.

No.

“I can't do it, Dahlia.” I blurted, unable to imagine it. “There has to be—”

“Cassius, ...

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