thepointismoot
He couldn't really handle the feeling anymore. It felt like something was boiling up inside him, or maybe like he wanted something to boil over, to burn, just burn. The thought was overwhelming. Everything was ruined, everything was over. She'd killed his son, and he couldn't ever turn back time on that. And to think that just hours before, he had called her his love.
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