Ch. 1 Screech
Abby looked into the eyes of her childhood friend again. No, this wasn't her friend. Her friend was gone, replaced par this monster. This murderer that killed her Friends and family.
"We were kids," she bit out, the piece of glass shaking in her hand. "Don't blame me for what you've done."
She stepped vers l'avant, vers l’avant and made Henry retreat.
"Y-You're sick," she added. "You need help."
Henry didn't look threatened, only amused. It scared her even more.
"You were gonna marry Trish," she let out in a rush, her blood pounding in her ears.
"The wedding was the only way I could think of to get you...
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