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Author: Miyah
last update publish date: 2026-05-31 18:52:42

Maya’s POV

The video on my phone kept playing. Mr Havisham smiled while talking about making my death look like an accident. My body turned ice cold. Liam held me tighter in bed but I could not stop shaking. He really killed my sister, now he wants to kill me too. Tomorrow night at the warehouse. I cannot go but if I do not they will send all the videos everywhere.

Liam turned off the phone. “We will not let him touch you,” he said in a strong voice. “Stay home tomorrow. I will handle this.”

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