Dull Knives, Sharper Hearts
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"I thought you said you loved me." Her cracking voice echoed through the vacant household, bouncing off of every cold, lifeless brick wall, and shaking violently, octaves rising and falling in a staccato.
"I do." He snaps.
"Would you hurt someone you love?" The question was simple. Simple for a normal being, that is. Simple for Ace...No, simple is most definitely being not the word for her inquisition in Ace's mind.
"Maybe. But I'm in more of a killing mood."
The shot rang through the streets, and within short, scarce moments, the sirens began to blare.
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