Ellis POV

I knew her voice immediately. It was tattooed inside my skull, sometimes coming for me in the night, whispering sweet taunts in my ear. Even twisted by fresh insanity it was still her, in there somewhere.

“Did you miss me, Daddy?” Bethany cooed like she was an innocent person.

“Not, not at all.”

“Really? That makes me really sad,” she said, actually sounding like she might cry.

“Really,” I said, staying firm.

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