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humanmapquestMy stomach wasn’t the only part of me snarling to be fed when I woke up the next morning. I could feel Molly’s power across the room. She was asleep, one little fist tucked up under her chin while, dark lashes fanned out of her cheeks. Her time in India had given her skin a subtle glow, and the blond strands in her hair were wider than before. She’s so fucking adorable it makes me want to put a pillow over her face or cut her right open like a watermelon.
“Why are you doing this?” I murmur as I climb out of my bed, heading into the bathroom to take another shower and dress. “Kill her, take her power, find your father, and go. What are you doing to do with a little kid, Sylar?”
I look like I’m foaming at the mouth as I spit out the toothpaste in the sink. My eyes lock with my reflection, and I tell myself the answer. “Because I don’t kill kids. I ruined her life. I owe her.”
You’re so fucking weak, Gabriel.
“Get up.” I nudge the end of her bed, wearing a bright smile. “We need to hit the road. I’m starving.”
“Why are you doing this?” I murmur as I climb out of my bed, heading into the bathroom to take another shower and dress. “Kill her, take her power, find your father, and go. What are you doing to do with a little kid, Sylar?”
I look like I’m foaming at the mouth as I spit out the toothpaste in the sink. My eyes lock with my reflection, and I tell myself the answer. “Because I don’t kill kids. I ruined her life. I owe her.”
You’re so fucking weak, Gabriel.
“Get up.” I nudge the end of her bed, wearing a bright smile. “We need to hit the road. I’m starving.”
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