What Makes A Monster, A Monster?

Ace – Point of View

And so a routine began.

Spades and I spoke every day, at least twice a day, at most four times a day. It was shameless the way we clung to each other, but we didn’t care. I was very proud of my progress, but I worried I might backslide.

“What do you mean you might backslide...

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