225. Anabelle

Anabelle immediately comes barreling over to me and nearly pushes me on the ground with the strength behind her tackle. I can’t help but let out an ‘oof!’ at that and put all my strength to not fall. Anabelle might be small, but she is deceptively strong.

“Jesus fucking Christ, you asshole,” she punches my chest as soon as she lets go of me from that bone-crushing hug, “what the actual hell happened to you, Jace. I call Mal and he tells me that your girlfriend had been kidnapped and now she’s dead and some murdering bastard killed her right in front of you so please tell me that he’s pulling my fricking leg here because dear god, I can’t even imagine…”

“It’s all true, I’m afraid, Anabelle,” I try to give her a watery smile, “a lot of things happened, and in the end, she’s gone.”

Her eyes start to shine, and she whispers, “Oh, Jace, I am so very sorry.”

We embrace again, and I feel a pang in my chest because her hug reminds me of Coraline’s, although Annabelle as a person is not at all
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