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ARROW'S POVThe sudden exit had left a bad taste in her mouth since all that she had attempted to do was show some concern for me.As she walked her way back to her department, the thudding of my words echoed in her brain: "It's none of your business, focus on your work."She wandered away, probably to her working station lost in thoughts if I would ever learn to appreciate the people around me.The moment I reached home, my mind still grappled with the discussion I had with Gloria.The very moment I entered that vacant house, the memories of Kalmia enveloped me. I remembered how Kalmia would always be in the kitchen, cooking for me.I still remember when I was sick and Kalmia kept feeding me soup to get me well.I felt a tug in my heart at the thought of not being able to have Kalmia's warmth and care anymore.I reached for my phone, hoping against hope that Kalmia might have responded to my message.But the screen stayed blank and she didn't call.My face screwed up in frustratio
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*******************It was a shock, sudden and electric, as if one suddenly realized the truth had to be unmasked, a magician's curtain pulled back to reveal the trick behind the magic, the audience gasping in amazement with wonder."I am not hungry, neither thirsty," she replied in the voice of a child making its first tentative, stumbling steps into the unknown, where the ground was so unsure and the path not clear."Oh, okay," I said, my tone as neutral as a blank canvas, justly waiting for the flakes of colors that a creative mind would want to give it, where an artist's imagination ran wild and free."Arrrrrrr", I cleared my throat, and the voice cut through the night silent moment like a lonely bird singing its morning song where the melody was sweet and pure. And then, finally, the words fell out of my lips like a broken dam that burst open the high banks to let out a sea of emotions as the water ran out in cascades, sweeping with it everything that lay in the way.Everything w
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KALMIA'S POVI stood there, my eyes fixed upon Arrow's smug face; a wave of anger raged through my being, beating upon the shore. My hands knotted into fists, clasping tighter like a vice, while I wrestled with a rage that could hardly be contained.I wanted to slap him; the sudden gush of the wind slaps against the glass, breaking this calm and peaceful atmosphere. That urge was just so strong I had to lock myself up just like one wild animal encaged, jumping and struggling.It was a fire that burned brighter and hotter with every passing moment, and staring at him only made me angrier. His smile, once so charming and endearing, now seemed like a mockery, a cruel joke played on me."All this while you have been binding me with lying words?"-I asked as if I stood in a legal court, voice rude and prosecutor-like, facing a defendant whom I had brought to the crime scene. As if a dam had broken its barrier, gushing out turbulent water, torrential emotions emerged from my face.Arrow's ey
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KALMIA'S POVI lay there, spent and sated, my body twisted in an intricate web of limbs and pleasure. The sheets were all scrounged around us, a testament to the passion we'd just shared. I thought we were through, but then I felt Arrow's fingers dance down my thigh, settling onto my sensitive clit. "I thought we were done," I murmured, voice hoarse from exhaustion and desire.He chuckled low, a throaty sound that ran down my spine. "No, my love, my dick is still erect," he replied, his voice thick with lust. I felt him shift, his hardness pressing against my thigh, and a moan escaped my lips.In one smooth movement, he was inside me again, his cock filling me up in the most delicious way. I cried out, my body arching off the bed as he began to thrust. This time, there was no gentleness, no holding back. This time, there was no gentleness, no holding back. He was fucking me hard and fast, his movements urgent and demanding."Please, go slower," I begged, my voice no more than a whispe
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ARROW'S POVKalmia's hands caress my shoulders gently and sent waves of shivering sensation cascading down my back. Hers was a soft touch, very much like the gentle embrace of a summer breeze on a sultry, warm evening.In that husky, low-pitched, and seductive tone, she withheld a question from me: "What do you mean by that, baby?" Her eyes stayed on mine and expressed concern, like that of a gentle summer moon casting soft light into a starry sky.I drew a breath, agonizing under the load of my problems like the heavy and depressing heat of a summer storm cloud."My love" became fashionable as I spoke, the cadence almost soothing, eliciting that image of a soft summer whisper."There is a ghost enemy I've been fighting," I said, taking a moment to pause for breath and gather myself, like a summer storm preparing, gathering slowly the magnitude of its strength before unloading.Kalmia's gaze never strayed from mine, her piercing stare as sharp and pointed as the tip of a summer arrow
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ARROW'S POVStood beside me, her eyes on the door, her face a mask of silent determination. But we didn't have time to open the door before a man emerged from the shadows, his coming sudden and unexpected, like the soft, silent rustle of leaves in a fall breeze."Good day, sir," the man declared, his voice firm and authoritative, like the soft, gentle thumping of a summer drumbeat. I rose to him, my gaze locked on his, like the soft, gentle glance of a summer moon blazing full in the black heavens. "Good day, sir, Mr. Man," I replied, my voice measured and deliberate, like the languid, soothing beat of a summer's afternoon.His eyes contracted, such as the soft, mild concentration of a sunbeam, as he inquired,"Who are you looking for?" His voice was cautious, the gentle, soft hum of a summer bug, and it sounded like something illicit, something we could not be permitted to see. I was starting to get a creeping fear taking over me, the soft, gentle caress of a summer breeze on a hot,
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KALMIA’S POV As soon as I was through the inviting and warm doorway of our home, I sighed with relief, the reprieve barely out of my mouth when she cum back in, leading me dazed and confused through the events of that day that lay before me. "We're home, baby," I managed to croak out, my voice hardly above a whisper, as I fought to accept the revelations that had shattered my insides dumb.I confronted him, my eyes black with questions, and asked, "Do you think we saw each other today at the hospital?" The words burst forth from my mouth, piqued with emotions that alternated between shock, disbelief, and a touch of apprehension. I paused then, inhaled deeply, then almost timidly, confessed, "What next?"But instead of the dark, brooding visage I had expected, Arrow broke into a rumbling grin that I was certain would shake the walls very near at hand. I felt terribly tired-sick from the emotional roller coaster ride of the day. The last thing I wanted to do was think. Not now. I wa
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ARROW'S POV I stood there, feeling that afterglow of a passionate session, with pride and satisfaction. "Why won't you get tired?" I asked, my voice low and husky, my eyes lighting up with amusement, "Don't you know I'm a king?" "When I insert my dick in you, I shoot fire," I said, letting my words hang in the air dangling like a challenge, a promise of pleasure and passion. Kalmia laughed immediately like a melody in the room, her eyes sparkling with mirth and amusement. "I consent, just let me rest small," the whispered voice was barely audible, like gentle, honeyed breezes on a summer's day. Gazing at her laid out on the bed in all relaxation and satisfaction, I could feel something brewing in me--an emotion of love and tenderness. "Mr. Dick," she called in a voice husky and seductive as her eyes sparkled with amusement and playfulness. So, she stretched out on the bed, at last relaxed and satisfied, and something seemed to bubble up inside me--a feeling of fondness and tendern
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KALMIA’S POV I wait outside the cell, anxiously glancing at Mr. Isah with a pleading face while panting in anticipation, tinged with a bit of nervousness. "I'm looking forward to seeing my lost sister, Visha," I say, voice almost inaudible, spilling from my mouth like a confession. Mr. Isah inclined his head in deep understanding; his very look was sympathetic, and turned to lead me through the station, his long strides chewing up the distance into nothingness. Strong cold fluorescent light above the hub flickered and hummed, casting a glaring light on those forms. A heavy, cloying scent of disinfectant hovered in the stagnant air, mixed with a cursed faint tang of despair. My footsteps echoed down the walls as I walked with Mr. Isah into the depths of the station. When we arrived at the cell, Mr. Isah grasped the handle and pushed it open in a slow creak before stepping inside, leaving a dim light casting long shadows across the little room. "Visha", I called, my voice so sweet, l
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MR ISAH’S POV I sat at the station in the dark. The soft fluorescent light above cast an eerie glow on the empty chairs and faded floor. Anticipation held my heart in its place, echoing like the drumbeat in my chest throughout my entire being. "Just wai for me, sir," I mumbled to myself with eyes turned toward the phone, where a text from Kalmia said: "I'm on my way", flashing on the screen like a light at the end of a tunnel. "Okay then," I said to myself, slumping back in the chair, a wave of relief washing through my being with the straightening of my spine on the worn-out issue. Time moved forward, and in this losing dusky space, each second was a drag for eternity. I checked my watch what would seem like a million times but felt like the hundredth. My eyes scanned the entire empty station that was growing more impatient with each passing second. The silence clamped down hard, occasionally punctuated with the creaks in the old building and traffic buzzing outside. I shifted in
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MR ISAH’S POV Between walls of thickest warm air, bound by oppressive scents of sweat mingled with fear, I could hardly draw breath, and every breath that I drew seemed to carry some foreign weight crushing into my chest. Visha sat all hunched over in the wooden bench; shoulders barely perceptibly shook; her eyes looked down, refusing to meet mine, locked in mute insubordination to the unasked questions between us. A stubborn silence, thick and impenetrable, stretched between us and with every passing moment added that still very coiled tension within me. "Visha, I'm not answering any of your questions," she finally whispered, so softly it was hard to hear, like a thin thread in an oppressive hush. Although soft, the words smote me with the force of a corporeal blow, burning up the sparks of fury that had been at hand ever so low. "Then okay," I replied in said low, almost dangerous tone, "you are going to do that pen now." It was just a matter-of-fact statement, in the air of an
