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She turns to leave, but I stop her again. “Rylan…I don’t want to pressure you, but I need more. I need you to trust me. I need you to open up to me. I need you to tell me what’s really going on here. Or else we can’t continue like this. I need to know your darkness if we’re going to continue creating our own.”

She walks to the truck, and I look down at Abraham. With the knife that ended his life, I add the final touch to the body, carving his skin with the number two.

One more kill to go.

And Rylan has a choice to make. It’s nonnegotiable.

If she wants to be my partner in crime…

If she wants this…

If she wants me…

If she wants us…

She needs to let me in—dark soul to dark soul.