Everything Avery had been thinking for weeks poured out of her until she felt empty. No rage. No sadness. Just…nothingness. She would rather feel that than the cocktail of emotions that had been plaguing her so she leaned back on her hands and sighed in relief.
Angelo saw the difference it made in the way she was carrying herself and shrugged before doing the exact same thing. His rant was primarily focused at Hunsacher rather than his dad but he was also angry that he had to lose both of his parents and didn't even know who he was anymore.
Avery's heart went out to him. She hadn't realized he was having somewhat of an identity crisis.
She could relate. She certainly didn't feel like the same person she had been before all of this started. Grief and revenge could do that to you.
"Do you feel any better now?" she asked him.
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