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Perspective


She watched the man she loved change into an efficient, dispassionate killing machine in front of her eyes.

All she saw was the murderous rage in the man her love was killing and the calm disconnect in the man she thought she knew. She absorbed the scene as the man she loved snapped the neck.

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