Chapter 30

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Eren had lost count of how many people he had disposed of using this method. A game of Russian Roulette. It had always provided a false hope to the weak, thinking they have a chance to win. But in truth, it's the strong that really controls the game.



There had always been one bullet in that revolver, that one bullet that Eren had reserved for himself. To end this madness where he had been stuck in, trapped for years and he thought his only way out would be to pull the trigger from this world.



But somewhere along that loop, in that monotonous life of his, you came along.



When Armin gave him that calling card, when he pondered about calling you that night and setting an appointment, when he first walked into your clinic and saw you for the first time.



It wasn't love he felt in that moment, in fact he was rather ticked by your personality the instant you spoke to him.



But gradually he learned that there is more to you than what you show to other people. You were like a hard shell that covers something much more vulnerable inside. And Eren found both sides of you quite engaging.



But he had yet to show you what kind of monster he really is. He doesn't want to keep it a secret, to pretend to be a good person when his hands had always been covered with the blood of the people he killed.



𝗥𝗨𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗔𝗡 𝗥𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗘 || e. yeagerWhere stories live. Discover now