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~Rosie
“For once, you’re the enigmatic one.”
I ignore Time’s remark as he walks through the door. I’ve been pacing back and forth, raking my hands back through my head, cursing myself over and over. I just killed someone. It may have been an accident, but it still happened. I reacted out of fear, that Time would find out the mistake I made, and I would have to fess up. Looks like now, I have no other choice.
“It was an accident,” I reiterate my thoughts. Realising I had raised my voice at him, I lower it, running my hand down my face. Trying to calm down, I look around, watching Time pull a pair of gloves off his
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