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61. The Monster I Had Become
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2023-09-25 00:05:57Rima’s POV
“At the time, I believed his plan was too dangerous and would risk too many lives. In our quest for revenge, many of our own men and Patrick’s men were going to die. So that night, I infiltrated his house without alerting anyone and silently killed him in his home office. It was the first and last time I ever killed someone. I had thought it would be hard for me, but it wasn’t. I didn’t even hesitate as I shot him three times without blinking. I thought that I would feel something then – remorse for taking a life, even one who deserved it, or relief for ending the life of the man who had destroyed our family. But I felt nothing. Absolutely nothing. I left his office planning to return the way I had come when I was stopped dead in my tracks by the sight of Jenny outside her room"
He fell silent then, unable to continue. I could see the battle raging within him, the struggle to put into words the emotions that were evidently
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