Is it Sunday already? Wow this week has really flown by. Thanks for dropping by my blog. It’s time for another Six Sunday Post from Forsaking the Prize. We continue on from last Sunday’s post but if you need a recap, click here to start reading from the beginning.
Leopold pushed him (Tobias) across the room until he stood between a set of mirrors. He could see himself from all angles. Every pain he’d suffered was before his eyes. White scars crisscrossed his back, flexing under his muscles in a way that even he found repulsive. He turned from the view. “As expected.”
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