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"I Paint Death, Bella"
Ara wasn't her usual self the next day. Jenna noticed that but when she asked, Ara brushed it off, stating she couldn't sleep properly last night. She didn't want to explain what had happened last night, putting them in words would make them feel more real.
She raised her hands. Her eyes brimmed with tears as she stared at her bruised wrists. The last night had compelled her to wonder if the person in her room was really a devil? His touch felt real and human-like. She shivered in horror as she remembered his touch. Was it a human? If yes, then who? How did he get inside her room? She would always make sure to lock her room before going to bed? Then how? Or was he really a demon. She had heard about demons who would do sexual activities with women when they are asleep. But she was awake. Wasn't she?
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