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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  • the very least, in the worst–case scenario, we

  • burst out,

  • That’s not going to happen!”

  • his protective

  • “Of course not.

  • still have to go see my

  • admit, Joseph’s plan was almost flawless.

  • the garbage bins containing Ebola medical waste,

  • children. The truck would stop midway, where humanitarian workers would take over and transfer

  • last two children remained–a brother and

  • was named Ray, and his sister,

  • to take them away, Joseph was in high spirits. He looked at me and

  • sincerely,

  • “Thank you, Zoey.”

  • just held

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

  • performed Igambila, a traditional Hutu dance,

  • be called a feast, and I took

  • began putting

  • a marker and

  • you write your

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  • exchanged a glance, surprised, but we obliged.

  • thought for a moment and

  • grow

  • Joseph wrote:

  • hope you reunite with

  • I followed with:

  • hope the war

  • He added:

  • we meet again in

  • and by the time we finished, everyone

  • siblings threw their arms around us, their muffled voices

  • remember you forever and

  • You’re

  • transport truck arrived at the center as

  • garbage bins

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