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Timeless
Look at them, flocking around like vultures to a
bloody carcass. I knew I shouldn’t have come. They turn my stomach, and that’s
not easy to do.
Thankfully, I had Ben change everything before it
was too late, leaving his entire estate to the daughter we invented – I invented.
He was a good man. The only man I’ve ever really
loved enough to settle down with and live this façade.
A song, prayer, speeches, lies about how much they
loved him, nice, but give it a break, people.
Little do they know, I watched over their father
until he died. I’d had to leave long before because he wouldn’t let me turn
him. He kept aging. I didn’t.
C’est
la vie, or, say o se
dla a (such is the afterlife).
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