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“Which one?” Italo got up, putting down the book he was reading as he babysat

I didn’t answer; instead, I walked over to Bellarosa I looked over her tear and ot up as she tried to back away, crying Shaking her head atthe cross like a bat

“Mugh! Mgah! Mht it down

However, before it connected with the side of her face, I stopped Inhaling deeply, flexinga step back

“Had she lasted a day, I would have really hurt you…both of you,” I whispered as I pushed back e “But in the end, it just means she doesn’t love you thatyou a waste of time, and this dress… I really like this dress”

Kneeling down in front of her, I pulled the gag fro over, she sobbed tirelessly

“Shh…” I petted the side of her face, but she flinched “Don’t worry, it’s over So long as you both listen to everything I say fro”

Setting the cross in front of her, I stood up straighter, nodding for Italo to take the at the foot of the altar

“Finished?” he questioned

“Aren’t you going to ask me hat?”

“Would you tell me?”

I didn’t answer, instead stepping down to stand beside hio home”

He nodded without further pushing, which considering how he’d been acting before, was odd, but I didn’t want to ask

A lot, and yet nothing at all had happened today

It felt like I was pretty much on autopilot for the rest of the day I couldn’t focus,back to that winter That Christmas If you looked at my hands now, you wouldn’t notice the scars from the frostbite, but I could still feel it Whenever the weather became cold, my knees, hands, and toes always ached Like the memory was still fresh…because it was