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Shatter me series destroy me5/13/2023 ![]() “What?” The nervous, shaky word escapes my lips too soon. “Tell me,” he says, “that you would not care if she died along with the others.” I want to tell him he’s wrong, but I’m suddenly feeling unsteady, wishing I’d eaten more at breakfast, and then wishing I’d eaten nothing at all. You think you’re very clever,” he says, “but you’re forgetting who taught you your tricks.” You’re breathing too fast, and your entire body is tense.” A pause. “Your face is pale, your only working hand is clenched. “I haven’t even said her name and you fall apart.” He shakes his head, still studying me. He’s standing in the middle of my room, hands in his pockets, smiling at me like he might be disgusted. “She is more to you than just an experiment, isn’t she?” he says. “What,” he says, “is your fascination with that girl?” My spine goes rigid. “How can you stand to look at yourself, knowing that you’ve been disabled by your own subordinates?” I pause outside the adjoining door to my office. ![]() “What’s it like,” he asks, “to be so crippled?” He’s smiling. “So if you’ll excuse me, I have other matters to contend with.” ![]() “The orders have been issued,” I tell him without looking in his direction. ![]() He’s waiting for me when I return to my room. ![]()
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