Synopsis:
After sending Chloe off to the Reaper, Don wrestles with the choices that led him down this shocking path.
Excerpt:
Inside the prison, Don sat on the bench alone, staring at Chloe’s urn. He couldn’t believe what he had done. He had been called a lot of things throughout his lifetime. A cheater. A liar. A piece of trash. A sociopath. A narcissist. A walking blur blob. A selfish llama.
But a killer: that was new.
For all of his tough talk, he never imagined he would be here. He never thought he could. As a sim, there are certain ideas you become accustomed to, he thought. You fear going into a pool when you’re tired. You fear not getting enough woohoo to keep your fun needs up. You fear being beaten in a fight by Travis Scott.
But you don’t fear murder. There was always something calming about living in a world where that was impossible.
But the rose tinted glasses were off now. He knew the truth. He understood the darkness that truly hid in the world.
I know, because I’ve done it, his thoughts raced as his heart pounded.
