I think it's time to explain some things and clear the air. About the memory of my daughter. I killed her. I killed my daughter. Yes, I really did. But you have to understand, I'm not a monster. You may think I seem unrpenant but I guarentee that the sorrow and the remorse of that horrendous sin has been stitched into the broken pieces of my heart and when they cut me open to embalm me after I die, they will find it there. Waiting to for the world to acknowledge it. That's why I had to lie to The Company. The only thing I risked keeping was my first name. There is only so much I can let go of that makes me who I am. I let go of a daughter who trusted me, a husband who I allowed to leave me because he could never look at me the same, my entire life before The Company, and even(and this is the worst of all) my freedom.
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Short StoryAnya has signed her life away for the promise of knowledge. But the people she's working for, The Company, keep many secrets. A creature that she's been charged with experimenting on for them is surprisingly not the scariest one. Will Anya be able t...
