Billionaire' s Possessive Love.
No, no, this is not true, this is wrong, they are lying, I pace in the room , my surroudnigns are blur with tears, my heart in a frenzy.
My hand tremble,I can’t be a murderer, I am not a murderer, everyone is wrong, they are playing me , I murmur with the hope that my heart will calm down, that I wont feel the burning ache inside.
“No.” I scream, sobs wrect out of my mouth, my body slides against the floor, meeting the cold floor, I stare at the darkness in my room.
“What is hapenning, to me?” the surroundings seem to move in circles, I clutch my head tightly, to stop it, taking deep breaths,I dial the number.
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