Page 146 of Property of Necro

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I don’t want to hurt more.

I need to die.

For her.

With me gone, she won’t have to worry.

Rot and Coffin will care for her. Mama will run the club.

I won’t stalk her anymore.

I won’t… hurt her.

Or use her.

Or…need her.

Or… ache for her.

Or ruin everything she is…

“Please. Touch me.”

I can’t.

I…

“Babe. Talk to me.”

No.

I can’t be here.

I am no one.

I am nothing.

I am a sinner.

Ugly.

Wrong.

Sola grips the sides of my face. “Open your eyes.”

I can’t.

“Babe. Open your eyes. Look at me.”

No.

“Please. I want you to see me. I want you to see us.”

“Open your eyes, brother,” Rot’s voice rumbles through the room.

“Do it,” Coffin adds.

Necro openshis ethereal eyes and stares straight into my soul.

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