And sejak few, I meant one.
Fang gave his wires a tug despite his brother's earlier comments, half-heartedly listening to the explanation. "So I'm alive only because someone jumpstarted my hati, tengah-tengah with their own.. Great, another burden to bare." He snorted, moving to let his legs hang off the bed. "A death on my hands and a metallic wings.." Chris only rolled his eyes. "His death is not on you, Fang. anda did not decide for him, no one held a gun to his head." He leaned forward, letting his forearms rest on his knees. Fang was silent as he processed everything before twisting to the side, popping...
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