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"Wait. He's not dead?" Macy had just floored me with the news that my stepfather had survived my attack.
"Well, he might be by now," Macy admitted. "It's not like we keep tabs on him. I haven't seen him since you left.
I was completely flabbergasted––so much so that my mouth was literally hanging open. I brought my lower lip up to close it, but it dropped back down as if it had a mind of its own. I probably looked like a fish out of water, but my mind was whirling too furiously to control it.
"I thought I killed him." I said the words quietly. "All of these years, I thought that I had killed him." For some reason, I turned to Seth as I repeated these words. I had been expecting him to have a look of horror at finding out he was sitting next to someone who thought she was capable of
