His darkness
The moon made an excellent job to illuminate his honeyed eyes, two perfect orbs.
It was dark, pitch-black around the forest and the only source of noise were the cockroaches and the many insects that I rather not know about their existence mixed with a loud chewing noise.
“Hm, actually, I did you a favor.”
Dominic’s tone sent a chill down my spine as my head whipped to his direction.
He was sitting down, his back against a tree as he stretched his legs and stuffed his face with Doritos. When he caught my gaze, he grinned like a schoolboy.
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