Chapter 83 Bonnie'nClyde

Chapter 83 Bonnie'nClyde

Ash

I remember my first kill.

I thought he'd never die.

There I was, holding tightly onto his neck and squeezing for dear life, my own life flashing before my face if I so much as removed a finger from his neck.

It was gruesome.

Many people think there's no difference killing someone with an object and doing it with your bare hands. There's a grave difference, I tell you. With an object, it's impersonal and it feels like you're on the other side looking in on someone else doing it, but using your hands - now - that's fucking personal.

That's what happened when I had to kill someone...

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