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Teal

The beginning is the end

The beginning is when you decide how the finale will be

For soreatest discovery of all

Not for me

I’d already decided the end before I’d even started It’s all in folders, tucked in neat boxes and waiting to be unleashed on the world

Like Pandora’s box

I’ve cohtht terror, in every sleep paralysis where he sat on rim reaper

He stole my breath, my life, my damn existence

And now, I’ll steal his

My name is Teal Van Doren, and I’m a thief

The type who’s not interested in pieces of jewellery or goods, but the type who’s after lives

His life

“Teal?”

At the sound of the soft voice fro my focus from the article about Napoleon’s war tactics

My foster sister, Elsa, watches olden blonde hair is tucked into a long ponytail that covers her slender back The look in her electric blue eyes is filled with concern and…so else I can’t identify

The only reason I figured out the concern is because of the twisting of her lips, the furrow of her brows, and the way she’s clutching the strap of her backpack It’s soure out her emotions

At least this one Usually, shebitch face that’s hard to decipher