When I ran from the room, it was my way. I broke her heart because I had to be a free Child of the Night. It was my way. It was my way when I took my first victim. It was my way when I burned what was left of her body with my powers.
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When I ran from the room, it was my way. I broke her heart because I had to be a free Child of the Night. It was my way. It was my way when I took my first victim. It was my way when I burned what was left of her body with my powers.