One for the Other
“All my pain is with no regrets, Tim.” I said to him one last time. I looked at his fear-ridden eyes as he fell through the unfinished wall, down to twenty stories below. With him gone, my heart and mind felt at peace after six long years. It never felt better than hearing the man that ultimately caused my sister's death cry as he fell for his death. It lingered for a while as the evening wind passed by me. Thud! And my heart skipped a beat. It was exhilarating to see crimson red all over Tim’s body below. I bit my lip, wanting it to happen again. But I know I can’t stay much longer at this place, nor in the gadget shop I manage. They've already connected the dots, and it doesn't sit well with me when I can't see Andrea smiling back at me when I want to, even if some of them were not real
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