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Chapter 35

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Christopher

I stare at myself in the mirror of the downstairs bathroom.

I can see the paleness on my face, my eyes bloodshot and hollow, like I haven’t slept in days.

Sweat clings to my forehead even though the room feels cold.

My hands tremble as I pull on the yellow gloves, the snap echoing in the tiled silence.

On the counter beside me are everything Martin told me to get—bleach, water, and a sponge.

I grip the edge of the sink, trying to steady myself. This was supposed to be simple, I remind myself.

Just clean up the mess. Get rid of the evidence. But as I pick up the bucket and step out of the bathroom, my legs feel heavy, like I’m wading through thick hot tar.

The smell hits me before I even see the stain.

It’s faint but metallic, sharp enough to turn my stomach. And when I see it—the dried blood on the hardwood floor—something inside me snaps.

My knees buckle as I drop the bucket to the floor, staring at the mess. Elizabeth’s blood.

My chest tightens, and I feel like I can’t b
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