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KILIThe pain was almost unbearable, yet I revelled in it, soaking it up as if it was the most pleasant experience. This was my punishment.
“Laird, you’re an i***t,” Kion cursed while adjusting the med pod’s settings. “You’re supposed to be the rational one.”
I grimaced. “Not anymore.”
“I’ve noticed. How is this going to end? If you continue like this, you will end up killing yourself.”
Not a bad idea. At least then I wouldn’t have to feel guilty anymore. But death was too easy. I was almost looking forward to years of imprisonment. I’d suffer and I’d be able to repent.
More pain shot through my abdomen as the machine knitted me together. Usually, this should be painless, but I’d refused the anaesthetics. Kion had protested, of course, but even though I’d passed on my command to hi
