The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights by Brick Moving Ant

Chapter 66

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  • My head felt like it was about to explode.

  • Reason and emotion were locked in a fierce battle, while the children silently watched our heated

  • argument.

  • Despair filled their eyes. The youngest huddled together, their small hands tightly clasped, as if awaiting the final verdict of fate.

  • My heart softened in an instant.

  • They had already fought with all their might to escape hell–we couldn’t send them back.

  • I took a deep breath, forcing myself to calm down, and said quietly:

  • “I’ll help you.

  • But I won’t just find someone to take them. I’ll stay here and see them all safely out myself.”

  • Joseph froze, then immediately shook his head.

  • “No, it’s too dangerous!”

  • I stared back at him, my tone resolute.

  • “And what, leave you to face the danger alone?

  • face rig

  • If you don’t agree, I’ll go out there right now and tell them you’re hiding Hutu children here.”

  • He gritted his teeth and glared at me.

  • “…You! I should never have

  • Ome to you!”

  • “Too late.” I shrugged. “You’ve already dragged me into this.”

  • Joseph turned away angrily, refusing to speak to me. I sighed, stepped closer, and wrapped my arms around his neck, forcing him to look at me.

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  • in the worst–case scenario, we can die together.”

  • burst out,

  • it! That’s not going to happen!”

  • his protective suit, I gently touched his

  • “Of course not.

  • promised me–we still have to go see

  • Joseph’s plan was

  • to touch the garbage bins containing Ebola medical waste, much less suspect they held

  • truck would stop midway, where humanitarian workers would take over and

  • the last

  • boy was named Ray, and his sister,

  • truck was to take them away, Joseph was in high

  • sincerely,

  • “Thank you, Zoey.”

  • respond. I just held

  • so close we could almost taste it. We even celebrated

  • children performed Igambila, a traditional Hutu dance,

  • a feast, and I took many

  • began putting on their protective

  • handed me a marker and

  • you write your names

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  • and I exchanged a glance, surprised, but

  • for a moment and added beneath

  • you grow

  • Joseph wrote:

  • reunite with your

  • I followed with:

  • hope the war ends soon.”

  • He added:

  • again in

  • suits with blessings, and by the

  • their muffled voices coming

  • you forever and

  • you! You’re our

  • transport truck arrived at the

  • usual, we placed the children into the garbage bins and

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