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t h i r t y - t h r e e

t h i r t y - t h r e e :

I walked cautiously into the house I once knew as home, blinking several times to keep tears from forming.

He killed Brandon.

He fucking killed him.

But I was torn on the subject.

Part of me wants to forget that Brandon ever existed, that I had never met him, that I had never gotten to know him.

And part of me wants to never forgive Luke. To leave him.

How can I love someone who killed a man, let alone a man I knew.

But right now, all I wanted to know was why.

Why did Luke kill him?