MALLERY'S POV
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"She's here!" Elion beams, sounding excited as he rushes to the door. I have no idea why she took her precious time to drive when she could just appear like last time, but my mind is too occupied by the smell of my sister's corpse to care about how Olivia got here. I don't move as I sit on the couch, my arm resting on the backrest of it, my chin hooked over my arm. I don't feel like doing anything or being close to anybody, I accidentally snapped at Elion when he tried to move her body and he only let it go when I snarled at him. He wants to clean the house, but how could I let him dump her body in the woods? The sound of Olivia's heels clicking against the tiled floor makes my gaze lift when I notice her stop in the archway, her eyes gaze down to the linen over Nicole's
