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THE DARK URN

LAURA

For some reason, seeing Antonio's dead body didn't appeal to me as much as I thought it would, he was a low life bastard whose life didn't positively impact anyone.

I thought of the idea of how my stay at the cellar door was all a lie, my father didn't owe Antonio shit, tears filled my eyes but I had promised myself I wouldn't cry, the tears weren't for Rosita but for myself and the lie that I've lived all these years.

I tried to look at the bright side, I might have never met Matteo.

Suddenly I felt disgusted by the sight of Antonio's dead body. "Can we go?" I asked Matteo, he held my hands and led me out of the secret room to our bedroom.

"Seeing Antonio's dead body was never meant to make you feel better." Matteo said, I thought seeing him dead will make me feel better but it didn't bring Rosita nor her child back.

A lone tear dropped from my face as I nodded. Matteo looked at me acknowledging the fact. "I've killed more people than I can count, and trust me it doesn't help.
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