‘Get up, мое солнышко,’ he simply said; had meant it as mockery, kicking Vitali while he was already down- though for some reason his voice came out a lot softer than he had meant for, and for some reason the sharp and stinging hatred burning inside him was nowhere to be found, a wildfire extinguished by simply the sight of son.
‘You’re falling behind.’
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