Today’s six are again from a story found in the bottom of a folder. I think with just a bit of editing, it should be submission-ready.
A mercenary is hanging out in his favorite tavern with his buddies when a disfigured woman from his past approaches him.
“You did this to me,” Caleigh hissed. “I was beautiful, but now I’m a monster, because of you!”
“You’re mistaken, wench. My Caleigh is dead; I saw her die with my own eyes.”
“No,” she said, shaking her head, “no, I didn’t die that night, and now I spend every waking moment wishing I had, every night dying in my dreams. Because of you!”
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