Prolouge: I Handed You A Knife And My Heart

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I am here to tell you a story. A story that will torture your thoughts by day and poison your dreams by night. And though I will do my best, there are no words that can be written, nor brush strokes laid on canvas that can describe the stark and utter horror of the night that Louis died.

The emptiness will haunt you.

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