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She cared for no one, was passionate about nothing, and seemed to regard all human interaction as something to be endured.
It had started innocently enough. A mild office flirtation, nothing more. Yet here we were, six months later, and I had just asked her to leave her husband.
There must have been 500 of them. Kids mostly, but with rocks, baseball bats, broken bottles. Fuck, I don't want to hurt anyone. I steadied myself, gave the signal, and we moved in.