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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  • worst–case scenario, we can die

  • immediately burst

  • it! That’s not going to happen!”

  • protective suit,

  • “Of course not.

  • promised me–we still have to go

  • Joseph’s plan was

  • Ebola medical waste, much less suspect

  • truck would stop midway, where

  • only the last two children remained–a

  • was named Ray, and his sister, Mary.

  • away, Joseph was in high spirits. He

  • sincerely,

  • “Thank you, Zoey.”

  • respond. I just held his hand tightly.

  • seemed so close we could almost taste it.

  • Igambila, a traditional Hutu dance, for us. Joseph prepared

  • feast, and I took many

  • the siblings began putting on their protective

  • handed me a marker and

  • you write your names on

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  • exchanged a glance,

  • moment and added beneath

  • hope you grow up

  • Joseph wrote:

  • hope you reunite

  • I followed with:

  • war

  • He added:

  • again in the future.”

  • their protective suits with blessings, and by the time we finished, everyone was in tears.

  • their arms around us, their muffled voices coming from

  • remember you forever and ever!

  • You’re our

  • transport truck arrived at the center as

  • the children into the garbage bins and loaded them onto

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