CHAPTER THIRTY-NINEAVA'S POV “You did a fucking horrible job," Harley yelled as she sat on my bed; she was deep in thought, and so was I. “I'm sorry, I didn't know his body would fucking react like that, give me a break," I yelled, back angry about Harley scolding me. I found myself walking aimlessly in Harley's room. I was scared that we would be caught. Killing Ethan was not what made me scared, he wasn't my first kill, my first kill was mother, that was when I was still young, the problem is there was evidence he was strangled. “I distracted them, all you had to do was stick to the plan and poison his drip, why the fuck did you strangle him with a rope, you didn't even use a pillow,” Harley yelled, pulling her clothes. The plan was to poison Ethan's drip, while Harley distracts Burke and Catherine, making sure they don't come into the mansion, when Ethan dies, Burke gets angry and send Catherine away, that way Harley and Burke can get married and we could kill Burke fr
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