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He's a Lunatic
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Cynthia felt as if her head was filled with fog, her body weighed down as though a massive boulder was crushing her. She couldn't move a single inch. In a daze, she slowly opened her eyes, her throat dry and burning like fire. Struggling to form words, she croaked, "Water… water…"
She faintly heard the sound of water being poured. Soon after, a pair of strong arms gently helped her up. Cynthia instinctively accepted the glass pressed into her hands and gulped the water down greedily, finally easing the dryness in her throat.
Squinting slightly, she murmured, "Erica, where are we?"
No response.
She continued, "Well, forget it, it doesn't matter where we are. I just don't want to go home right now. If I stay there another minute, Lucien will probably come knocking again. He's a lunatic."
Still, there was no reply.
The hands supporting her tensed slightly. A strange feeling crept up her spine, making her unea
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