Chapter390Strip Chapter390Strip Thougheverysculpture horemyface,sulledifferencesbecameapparentoncloserinspection.
Thesewerentjustrandomrecreationstheycapturedmeatdistinctstagesofmylife.
Itwasundeniablenow.TheCarlynshadbeenwatchingtheSandersforyears.Theideaofbeing scrutinized,likeananimal inazoo,filledmewithrevulsion.
Icouldntaffordtolosemycomposure.Therewereanswerstouncover.
%83% #5FreeCoins: Igesturedtoastatuecladinanelegantgown.Thiswasfromthepianocompetition,wasntit?WhenIwon.Youmustvebeen12backthen Yes,he said,histonealmostreverent.Iveknownaboutyouforalongtime.Chloe,yourelikeajewel-brilliantandradiant,even inthedarkestplaces Iforcedmyselftokeepprobing.ThefakeAnnashesworking withyou,isntshe?WhatdoyouhaveagainsttheSanders?Mysisterdisappearedwhenwewerekids.EthanandJakedead,andnotjustdead,butbrutallyso.Mygrandmotherbarelyclingstolifebecauseofthatwoman .Why?Whyallthis
Hedidntanswer,offeringonlyacrypticsmile.Youllunderstandsoonenough .

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Then,asifdismissingmyquestionsentirely,heshiftedgears.Youmustbehungry.Letseatfirst.
Thehousedidntlooklikeanyonehadlivedinitforyears.Cookingwasclearlyoutofthequestion,buthehad broughtfoodinstantnoodles,thekindyoucouldeatanywhere.
Sorry,Chloe ,hesaid,openingtwocontainersandpouringinhotwater.Notimeforanythingbettertoday, Hehandedmeone,alreadyprepared.Iacceptedit,thoughmyappetitewasnonexistent.
Whilehefocusedonhismeal,Istudiedthe room,lettingmygazelingeronthesculptures.Isearchedforclues,anythingtomakesenseofthisnightmare.
Buthisobsessionwassingular.Everypieceintheroomdepictedme.
Eachsculpturewasunnervinglylifelike,downtotheexpressionsetchedintostone.Hisskillwasundeniable,butthatonlymadeitworse.
Itexplainedalot.NowonderhedbeensoeagerwhenhefirstsawZoeysfaceEventhen,hemustveseenherasastandinforme.
ThoughIbelievedhewouldntkillme,Icould tellIwouldntescapeunscathed.
TheCarlynbrotherssharedastreakofmadness,buthiswasworsefueledbyanartistsunrelentingfixation.
Iturnedawayfromthestatues,intendingtoleavetheroom,butas1pivoted,Icollided withhim .
Fhadntevenheardhimapproach.Howhad hemovedsosilently? ||| 8/1 Thu,Dec19 Chapter390Strip Iinstinctivelysteppedback,onlytofeeltheicysurfaceofastatuepressagainstmyspine.
Hestoodclose,tooclose,hiseyesalightwithsomethingIdidntwant to Chloe ,hemurmured,hisvoicelowbutsteady,doyouknowwhatIvealwayswanted? 883% +5FreeCoins Hesteppedcloserstill,hisfingerscatchingmychinandtiltingmyfaceup.Hisexpressionwasunyieldingandhispossessivenesswasunmistakable.
Hewasnta boyanymore.Whateverinnocencemightvebeentherewaslonggone.Thiswasamanaman whodidntbelieveinboundaries, Feargrippedmyfacesotightlythatitfeltfrozeninplace.Myfingers,withoutmyrealizingit,clungtotheedgeofthecoldsculpture,WhenIfinallymanagedtospeak,myvoicecracked.Wwhat? Hereachedout,brushinghisfingerslightlyacrossmylips.Thetouchbarelyregistered,butitsentashiverthroughme,likeashadowpassingtooclose.Mynervesfeltstretchedtothebreakingpoint.
Ivesculptedyoucountlesstimes,hesaid,histoneunsettlinginitscalmness,ButIveneverdoneitwhileyouwereactuallyhere.Chloe ,bemymodel.
Relieffloodedthroughme,looseningthegripofpanic.Itwasjustmodeling.Ihatedhowmymindhadwanderedsomewheredarkerforamoment.
Imhungry,Isaid,hopingtoshifttheconversationsomewherelessdangerous.
Henodded,steppingback .Fairenough.Eatfirst.Wehaveallthetimeweneed.Hiseyesgleamedwithanalmostchildlikeeagerness.
At leasthisobsession seemedconfinedtohisart.Fornow,anyway.
Hegesturedtoapair ofcontainers.Thenoodlesare ready.Sorry,Chloe,butitsallIvegot.
Itsfine.Yael,Ireplied,sittingdownandtakingoneofthecontainers.Arewestayingherelong? Henoddedagain,hisexpressionsteady.Forthetimebeing.Amberwontfindyouhere.Damiansalreadyhandledthingshesmadesureshebelievesyouredead.Toher,yourenothingbutamemorynow.
Theforkfrozehalfwaytomymouth.Whatareyoutalkingabout? Hedidntflinch.Hisvoiceremainedcomposed,asthoughhewereexplainingtheweather.Toeveryone else,you diedinanaccident.Theresnobody.Nothingtotracebacktoyou.
Mystomachchurned.IdhopedCarterhadntrealizedwasmissing.ButnowitwasclearDamianhadorchestratedanelaboratelie,onethatevenCarterwouldbelieve.
Ambermightbefooled,butCarter?Hedneverrecover Howcouldyoudothat?I asked,myvoicebarelyawhisper.
Yael,ifCarlthinksImdead,helllosehismind.Please,Imbeggingyou.Justgivehimasign, somethingtolethimknowImalive.
ThethoughtofCarter,crushedundertheweightofmydeath,wastoomuch.Icouldntbeartoimaginethegriefthatwouldconsumehim.
2/3 09:17Thu,Dec19 G Chapter390Strip +5FreeCoins I setthecontainerdown.FoodwasthelastthingIcouldthinkaboutnow,Yael,Isaid,keepingmyvoice steady.Iknowyourenotliketheothers.Youreanartist.Youchasebeautyandperfection.Letmestay.Illhelpwithyoursculptures.Butpromisemethisonething.Please.
Chloe,hesaid,hisvoicecalmbutsharp,wheredidyouevergetthatidea?WhatmakesyouthinkImagoodperson? Heleanedin,hisgaze lockingontomine.Now,cat.Begood,orIllfeedyoumyself.
Thewordswerespokensoftly,almosttenderly,buttheyslicedthroughme.Hiscalmdemeanoronlymadethemmorechilling.
TheCarlynbrotherswerentmenwho operatedwithintheboundsofreasonormorality.Theydidntjustbendtherules;theyshatteredthem.
Hiseyesheldaquietmenace,awarningIcouldntignore.Ididntdoubtforasecondthatdisobediencecouldleadtosomethingfarworse.Itwasnthardtoimaginebecomingpartofhistwistedvisionasculpturerobbedofitshumanity.
Theysayartis mostperfectwhenitsincomplete.
Iswallowedthelumpinmythroatandpickedupthecontaineragain,forcingmyselftoeat.
ButmythoughtsneverleftCarter.
Carl areyouokay? Icouldnthelpthinkingofhim,hopinghedsomehowfiguredoutthetruth.
YoumustknowImnotreallydead,right?We sharesomethingsodeep,Dontletthis breakyou.Ill comeback-someday.
MyhandmovedmechanicallyasIforceddownthelastbiteofthenoodles.Yaelwatchedmewiththatunnervingsmileofhis,tiltinghisheadslightly.Goodgirl,hemurmured.
Istudiedhimforamoment,thequestiongnawingatme.HowhadtheCarlyn brothersturnedoutthisway?Whatkindofchildhoodorlack thereofcouldshapepeopleintosomethingsoderanged? Heclearedthetable,hummingsoftlyunderhisbreath,beforeturning backtome.Hiseyesgleamedwithanalmostchildlikeexcitement.Shallwegetstartednow? Inodded,tryingtokeepmybreathingsteady.Thiswasaboutthesculptures.Ihadtobelievethat Isatdownandpositionedmyselfonthechair.Likethis?Isthiswhatyouneed? Yaelsteppedcloser,thesmileonhisfaceshiftingintosomethi
ngmoreunsettling,Chloe,hesaidatlast,histoneascasualasifhewerecommentingontheweather.Ineedtounderstandyourbodybetterbeforewebegin.
Somethingcoldranthroughme,rootingmetothespo.Myvoicewavered,betrayingmypanic.Whatareyoutalkingabout? Heleanedforward,hisexpressioncalm, almostpleasa .Takeoffyourclothes,Chloe.