Bitter Blue Valley Chapter 1Chapter OneMore Like This
I can still remember it. The man's frightened face, his brown eyes full of fear, and his quivering body. And the way he whispered my name, right before he died. But all while I was staring at him, he was staring at my hands. Not one glance or look in the direction of my eyes. My frightening eyes. I remember the way he died. One simple slap to the face, and he was dead. His neck snapped; a bone crunching sound that I could not-or will not-forget.
I can still remember it. I can remember exactly the way he died.
Because I killed him.
My eyes flashed in the direction which my name was calle