Riddle Me This...
He had presented her with a riddle. A puzzler that buzzed in her mind and chewed on her brain until madness muddied her thoughts.
“Tell me the answer,” she cooed to him one day, holding his head. She again hooked her bloody, threaded needle under his lip.
“Tell me the answer, please,” she repeated.
Lips seamed half shut, he couldn't speak.
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