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t, the gentle breeze s
Ella Mai. It was funny how I enjoyed romantic songs
no one was seen. Just t
a moment. It w
r me. My steps were firm and sturdy. W
hots inte
t, I kept walking. I never let thin
meone run past me
he figure had disappeared in
ned my f
irm hand gras
roz
as cold an
I tried to remove his hands but,
as a
ran down
help you?"
trigger? God ooh no
my eyes
red in blood. He was bl
s, "what have I
s he said rang like a bell in my ears, "How do you mean." My heartbeat quickening. "I mean your house
. Hand in hand we walked into my apartm
e couch. I wanted to tell him not to do that h
already killing me but,
and threw it into the
ed just like
"Did I just bring a stranger into my house
, picked up a first aid
walked ove
help you dress your wound"
y hand and, waved his hand ges
ng silly" He muttered, his
elped him undress.
ormed abs I couldn't
freakishly
asp
his gaze glue
you see?," He
in order. I didn't
essing his wound. It was a stab not too deep, b
sing his wound; I stood up
l you yet" I knew that voice, that demon
ed into my room. My heart al
I had a l
nging of
tbeat q
e? Are you calling the police?"
fro
ouse?" my body trembled, c
said, his voice de
hand gently clung to the door handle. Shou
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