ERIC CONNOR.

FOREST PARK

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Aarón’s words confirm Stefan’s getting exactly what he wanted. Still, I don’t get why he’s doing it. He changed me without even thinking. *“No, Eric. None of this emotional bullshit is real.”* My head’s a fucking storm of feelings, and the one cutting through all of it is rage. I can’t just forget that the asshole standing there like he’s come to rescue me is the same idiot I’m here for in the first place.

I can’t stop thinking about what I did. How I let myself get carried away. How I ended up drinking what I shouldn’t have. How now I smell different, move different, see different. How I became the monster I am now.

“Alright, then. It all ends here,” Stefan says, his voice sickeningly calm. He pauses. Turns his head slightly, listening to those echoes of the old pact—the ones that used to bind me but now I can’t even recogni