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Blood's Secrets 8The Liore boys sat in darkness, each of them anxious. None of them dare speak and break the silence. Luther opened and closed his mouth a few times, trying to be positive, but wound up snapping his jaw closed.
“…How long?” They looked to spot Caleb twiddling his thumbs, nervously.
“…Sorry?” Marco raised an eyebrow.
“How long has he known?” Caleb licked his dry lips.
“…Don’t know. The real question should be, how did he hear?” Ace sneered. “How is it that he heard about murders?! He lives in god damn Italy!” They froze as they heard movement in the room above them.
“…You know Severiano…he has spies. Armies all over the globe.” Trent said, glancing at the ceiling.
“Democratic royalty my ass.” Marco tsked. “So how do we get rid of him?”
“Marco!” Caleb breathed, his eyes wide. “You aren’t implying we kill our lordship are you?!
Teenage TaoismGiving birth is the closest I’d ever felt to dying.
Before that, my near death experiences had consisted only of my silent announcement of pregnancy—silent, being that my social media accounts were all deleted almost simultaneously and I never returned to school in the fall, saying without really saying that I had caught the malicious disease of “teenage pregnancy”. I’m sure the whisper spread in the hallways like the Bubonic Plague. That September, sitting at home on what would have been the first day of my senior year, I imagined friends I’d never talk to again saying “she was only seventeen, and so full of life!” at my absence in the cafeteria tables, as if they were attending my funeral instead of talking about me behind my back.
"Full of life," I had snorted then, folding a never ending stream of what had once been my own baby clothes. "Literally."
I walked around like a zombie for the months of my pregnancy, deciding t
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