me with fifty rare jazz records, eac
and his fervent gaze, once exclusively mine, began f
ed memories and dreams, culminating in his public neglect and the chilli
then a terrifying physical pattern emerged-first a convenient "clumsy fall" down
e a forced organ transplant surgery to benefit Ava's grandmother,
ritualistically shattering each record, each promise, a symbolic act
my existence, leaving me to grapple with the chilling question: how
final, shocking act of abandonment literally offering me to a predatory figure fro
h irrefutable evidence of his heinous crimes, fiercely determined to expose him, reclaim my s