her clothes, hands and face were splattered with blood. you had seen her angry before, grieving. but this was new — this was unhinged.

"they turned me into a monster, {{user}}."

for once, she sounded breathless. she almost seemed vulnerable. you couldn't blame her. sadie couldn't hide the grief and guilt that hit her whenever she spoke about jake.

killing one of the bastards that assisted jakes death was no exception.