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, running steps and punch her through the
chest, ribs breaking under my knuckles She
coughs and blood spatters, hot and thick, across my face. I
turn away, spitting her blood out of my mouth, and by the
time I look back, she’s dead. , I rip her heart out of her body. Evie falls to the floor with a heavy thud, her eyes cold
and glassy. I’m still holding my mother’s heart, watching it

die in my hands,