Just like his Father
2035
Aidan
I'm not a better person than my father. He killed his wife, I killed the love of my life. I thought my trauma and experience made me try to be a better person.
I am not, I am not. I. Am. Not.
I stare at what I have done. I did it. I am a horrible person.
You did, you did, you did something horrible. Something unforgettable. Something unforgivable. You are a bad person, Aidan.
A weakling, a fool. Forever.
No one will cry at your grave.
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𝗧𝗼𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗼𝘄'𝘀 𝗟𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗕𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 | an apocalyptic novel ©
Science FictionNew York - The Bronx, 1995 - 2035 In the aftermath of a catastrophic global climate shift, humanity finds itself at the mercy of an unforgiving planet. With weather patterns gone haywire, society has crumbled, and survivors must band together to wit...
