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Twice broken

Chapter 2 Lena's POV

Word Count: 1161    |    Released on: 23/04/2025

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warm like honey - a

. Yeah?" my voice came out small, almost

please remain downstairs. I prayed silently, after locking the door, I slid the key

mile on my t

than my thoughts umm, what do you want to eat ? A desperate

ce loved - trusted - wasn't just a liar. He was a monster.

voice pulled me ba

ied! My express

es piercing on the blood seepi

wer. I was trying to reach for my inhaler earlier. Stupid of m

to himself before continuing, I was busy

the scent of his coat, blood, maybe rust or both. He was dresse

e uses, when executing h

e saliva do

brushing over my

low, soothing with something darker beneath his

my throat. Does he know I know? I don't think so, maybe he know

tching you closel

? You look like you

be fine,

resence, I felt choked around hi

his eyes . Fear enveloped me, as my thoughts raced back at what I had see

g that it's not what I w

ery's place today?

Wh

ething about needing you to sign off on... what was it? Oh, the secur

enough for someone to notice, but

sting. I'll reach o

now Avery, paranoid as ever.

his head

he teacup, of course. You are al

loser. Brushing a strand of hair from

about you.

a thousand unspoken truths. I star

w, I

smiled like nothing was wrong.

me, his touch was familiar but strange to my skin now. His finger

mind screamed louder, I knew the truth, the lie and blood s

straint, he can't see it, he can't perceiv

larbone, cold ran down my spine,

every breath was a silent scream, when he whispered I love you, agains

l I needed, the house felt haunted after discovering that huge secret. I couldn't spend a m

back drunk, and crashed on the bed. I was happy,

de awake, distracting myself by constant

. The kind of stillness

breathing had grown slow and steady, measu

y ribs. I moved like Shadow, not wanting to be heard, Every step rehearsed in my h

the door softly open under my fingers.

Car

umming when watering her plants. I'd se

ed the camera over the folder

e stamp

photo - wide, terri

a

, Mrs. Carrow is 52, and the other woman is 54. The age

y that a

ight. I'd find ou

h

k. Beh

rea

ood s

right behind my ear, not to go poking a

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