[Hawke runs a hand across her stomach. Nate's words make her stomach churn as they revive memories and feelings that she didn't even know she had buried. She remembers watching her father waste away on his bed and her mind trying to comprehend what she was seeing.
She remembers the feeling of connecting the dots about the killer and her mother and wishing more than anything she was wrong.]
...You can't really imagine it until it happens. There's nothing really to prepare you for it. Anyone for it.
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She remembers the feeling of connecting the dots about the killer and her mother and wishing more than anything she was wrong.]
...You can't really imagine it until it happens. There's nothing really to prepare you for it. Anyone for it.