Casually We Cried – 50 Word Story

He stares into her hate filled eyes and spits venomously towards her. “You shall not have what is not yours. You shall only have the leftovers, and nothing more!”
The sneer that creeps across her lips cuts through the air more than her words ever could, separating flesh from bone.

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