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"Back when I took you, after I got whipped, remember?" He swallowed hard, staring back at the ground before back at him. "That was the one who did it to me. I thought he was dead.." |
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"He will be. He'll be begging for you to leave him alone and you can have the final kill" She muttered |
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"No Kayla, that's the thing. I don't want anybody dead, i'ts not-it's not satisfying anymore. I hate doing it, I hate it." Gale confessed, realizing what he said and wishing he could dissapear. |
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She looked at him carefully--this vulnerable man she loved. Her eyes took in his and the fear in them, her hands felt the tension in his muscles, her heart felt the pain. "The don't" |
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"I...I don't know what to do anymore." He confessed, gaze hazy. |
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"It's gonna be okay. Remember? Planning to be a dad? To a kid we are still not naming ale" She said with a small smile |
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Gale grinned, chuckling. "Then we'll name it Tavoh for a boy or Taverna for a girl. Tavern, get it?" He joked, lauging. |
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"You're impossible" She ;aughed |
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"We could name it Bow and if its twins Bow and Arrow would be somethings I like," He noted, nodding. |
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She laughed, grinning now. "Really? Bow and Arrow?" She laughed |
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