Malachai Parker wasn't the only person to massacre his family. Along with him was Isabelle Martin, a witch who held his hand along the way, letting him siphon painlessly.
You could say she was as crazy as he. Unable to see the destruction he truly...
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"Did you ever think everything could be different?"
"I don't understand Isabelle"
"Well... I'm technically thirty four, you're forty. I just thought I would have kids by now... I missed out on so much Malachai. And now I know what I want to do"
"And what would that be?"
"I want a family... A husband, children; that white picket fence"
"What about me then?"
"What about you, Mal?"
"We could've had that, we could have-"
"And you trying to kill me was supposed to say that? Don't think I'm stupid Malachai, I saw the knife-"
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"- I've changed, you've change Mal. We need to move on",
"Fine then! Do what you want but don't expect me to take you when you come crawling back"
