Her Vicious Art, His Dark Obsession

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of bright yellow paint

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wall, perfectly positioned in the blind spot, watching

the brush across the canvas, ad

brush into a jar

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Katelyn like a

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pure, dark crimson paint.

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to her reflection, his jaw tightening as he wa

scraped fiercely

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lor bled into th

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r open, poking her head

d, Katelyn's spine curve

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and get back to your room," the m

atelyn w

oth and draped it carefully over the

and started walk

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her head t

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mouth lifted int

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