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Camden Reyes rolled his eyes as he watched her, he could've binge watched his favorite movie series already, joining this operation is such a waste of time. But then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone in an all black outfit, wearing black glasses and a black top hat. The man walked directly to where Ahmya Yamato was standing and pulled out a gun with a silencer on it, and directly fired it, pointing at Ahmya Yamato's temple. There were two shots, a lot of screams, another three gunshots and blood, Camden tensed, everything happened so fast he didn't even have time to react.

The girl's body, as if in a last attempt at self-defense, began to shake, but he held her arm tightly and stuck the needle in, then pressed the plunger. - "No, it's impossible... This is not really happening... Somebody help..."- she thought in despair, feeling a puncture, then a slight pinch in the place where the needle was stuck. A few seconds later, the image in front of the eyes became more and more blurred again, the body grew weaker, and she was slowly losing her breath. Ye Eun looked at him one last time, pleading, and felt her muscles flex slightly as if they were defending her body with their last strength. And he was only standing above her, watching intently as if waiting for som

I trail off, not knowing what else to say. "Gray, I know it's hard for you to believe but I did love you, I still do." I scoff but it doesn't stop her from continuing. "And if you've decided to end things with me, it's totally fine. I'm the one at fault. I should have never cheated in the first place . . . " Her voice breaks off and I can see the fake tears glistening her eyes. She sniffs before continuing. "I just want to do this one more time so I can get you out of my system."

We were near a small clearing, and I thought I could sketch the landscape. I sang softly to the song that I asked them to play at my fathers funeral, "Yelling at the sky, Screaming at the world. Baby, why'd you go away? I’m still your girl, Holding on too tight, Head up in the clouds, Heaven only knows where you are now..." Hunter laid across my legs, as I drew in my book. "How do I love? How do I love again? How do I trust, How do I trust again? I stay up all night, tell myself I'm alright. Baby, you're just harder to see than most, I put the record on, wait ’til I hear our song. Every night, I'm dancing with your ghost. Every night, I'm dancing with your ghost..." I pulled out the unopened

Roger, noticing Margaret's expression falling, leaned close to Tyler and whispered, "Hey, can we leave now? Let's just sign the papers and grab the money." Tyler motioned for him to shut up, then asked Margaret carefully, "Mrs. Fuller, should I go ahead and send this girl to the winery?" Margaret didn't answer him. Instead, she reached down and helped me to my feet. Her hands trembled as she ripped the tape off my mouth. The scab on my swollen, torn lips ripped open again, and blood dripped down, splattering onto her high heels. Tyler's face darkened. He shoved me aside and dropped to the floor to wipe her shoes. "You little tramp! How dare you get Mrs. Fuller's shoes dirty! Get out of the w

Many last-minute preparations were being made, everyone was double-checking their equipment and such. "Stop! Stop! Stop! I give! I give! I surrender," Xasha was on the ground begging for forgiveness. It was already sunset, and he was looking like he had been stamped on by a thousand lava elephants over and over for one year straight. His hair was a mess and his clothing was torn to bits his and his skin was full of burned spots.

"Sorry, mom and dad… I am good for nothing, I can't save the only thing that you left me, the thing you entrusted me with, with complete confidence that I'll take care of it. But now, I will also come there to stay with you… I can't handle it… I can't handle all this pain and loneliness anymore, that I get on a daily basis.” I scream my last message out loud, before I feel all my strength depleting, almost like it has vanished… this is when my vision goes blurry, until all there's left is complete darkness. ________

Chapter 10 “This is the last time I’m asking you this, put my name at the top of your list. This is the last time I’m asking you why, you break my heart in the blink of an eye,” - The Last Time by Taylor Swift ft. Gary Lightbody I was completely and utterly paralyzed and numb. Everything was bright, I could see a blinding light flaring onto my closed eyelids. I heard a soft and soothing whisper in my mind, it made my muscles relax. I tried to answer back but couldn't, I was paralyzed but I tried. There was an internal obligation for me to answer that soothing voice. “Yeah?” I said in a hoarse voice, my tongue and throat seizing up from dryness. I tried to open my eyes but they wouldn’t budge

The ground tilts and the last thing I see before the world fades in my eyes, is that impossible storm of color watching me fall. Then nothing.

When I was seven, I stole a phone and called my mother's family. That was how I finally got her out of the compound where my father had kept her prisoner. When my grandfather stormed into the cellar, Mom was chained by the neck, with bloodstained whips scattered at her feet. He beat my father nearly to death. The man spent the rest of his life paralyzed and bedridden. Before Mom got into the car, she reached for me through her tears. "Evan, come with me." I grabbed the hem of her coat—and then I remembered my previous life. Back then, she had taken me with her. Her family had never accepted her for bringing home the son of the man who destroyed her life. She endured years of contempt for