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I run my fingers through my hair the moment Eric leaves my presence. A sigh of relief flees my mouth, and I lay down gently on my bed.
My eyes hit the white ceiling, and right at this moment, I think of what to do. Yes, I know I have to bring something to her notice, something she still cares about. If she doesn't care about it yet, I have to make her care about it, and then crush it before her.
I could think of so many things, but she probably would never care about them. Lynn's humanity would have been a great deal with this, but it is no longer available. I would have threatened to turn Lynn, and make Kimberly break down on her knees and plead with me not to, and
