After receiving my weapons, I felt the coldness seep back in.  Every inch of me went numb.  Not the numbness from when Anna was injured, but the familiar and welcoming chill that rose when I was about to kill.  Warren led me across the grounds to the building I resided in.  The entire walk, my hand gripped my gun.  This was the perfect excuse to rid myself of her mischief.  Lea was dead to me.  Didn’t want a relationship with her to begin with.  I never wanted her around.  The stunt she pulled earlier, unforgivable.  Never would I touch her.  Lies that could have ruined my chance to stay with Anna.  It was difficult to push my anger aside, but I would use it to complete this.  “Ghost!”  As much as I hated doing so, I ignored Anna call...

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