!!! *** WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATERIAL THAT SOME READERS MAY FIND DISTRESSING! SUCH AS GUNS AND KNIVES! READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! *** !!!
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Ottilyn's P.O.V.
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"Are you really not going to ask me anything?" Kieran mumbled for the millionth time.
I fought the urge to roll my eyes.
"Can you just teach me how to use this thing?" I replied, waving the gun around.
Kieran grabbed my hand that was still holding the gun. He didn't try to get me to let go. He just gently patted my hand, trying to get me to stop waving the loaded gun around. I had the safety on at least.
"Otti, you were told a lot about me, about how I was before... I... I was a lot different back then, and
