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I heard the front door close signaling that she was gone. Zzz Zzz Zzz I turned around and grabbed my phone to see someone had DMed me, I clicked on it and it was this Tbh post that I had probably accidentally clicked when I was scrolling through Insta last night, I'm not to fond of hearing what random people have to say about me, and this Tbh was not just from one person but from three different people. Tbh: you seem cool Tbh: you cute for a dark skin girl Tbh: you would be fine as fuck if you was light skin

He delicately treated my hand like he was not the person who burnt it. I have to do something to escape from this obsessed person. His love towards me is so dark that it will cloud me and burn me . Yesterday, I witnessed his madness. I somehow thought that he is not a normal person but yesterday he gave me a reason to. In his madness , he killed an innocent. Viraj is dead because of him . " Not him , you are the reason he died ", my subconscious yelled at me. I will agree with it. If only I didn't get his help. If only I didn't make Viraj my friend then he must be alive and live his life peacefully with his mother.

"I know how to treat a woman." He must of been a serial killer. Definitely fits the description of one. "Who are you?" I ask and take a step toward the man. A sloppy grin takes over his face. "Dexton Rivers. You?" Holding my posture strong, I say, "Skylar." He frowns. "Just Skylar? No last name?" his eyes rake over my body, making me very uncomfortable. I can already tell he's thinking of things no sane person should think of.

He held up a drawing of a stick figure with a cape and a huge smile. I knelt beside him, pushing away the cold dread for a moment. "Wow, Jasper! He looks so strong! What's his name?" "Captain Awesome!" Jasper declared, puffing out his chest. "He saves everyone!" I smiled, a real smile this time, though it felt fragile. "He sure does. You're a great artist." I ruffled his hair, feeling the softness of it. His innocence was a sharp, painful reminder of why I was doing all of this. Why I'd just walked into Caden's trap. It wasn't for me. It was for this small, bright light, for Mom.

In my defence, I was drunk but I don't regret anything. “He blue ticked me.” I told Emihle who was taking selfies with her phone. This one owns an Honor. I don't know which model but it takes good pictures and she loves it. She used to have an iPhone and apparently it's stuck at home in her drawer with no one to use it. “What did you expect?” “For him to say something and he haven't changed his profile photo. It's still a picture of me. I need to tell him to take it down.”

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It is advised to retreat and flee immediately! "What?" Keagan muttered to himself, his confusion growing. The screen continued to bombard him with flashing text, saturating his vision with its rapid display. Villain Report: Name: Unknown Alias: Duskbringer Classification: Infamous Villain Description: Duskbringer is an Infamous Villain known for their sinister skills, shadowy maneuvers, and menacing presence. This enigmatic figure operates in the shadows, striking fear into the hearts of both heroes and civilians alike. With their calculated approach and unique abilities, Duskbringer has become a significant threat within the city.

She shrugged slowly, leaving her words unfinished. “Dominic,” Xander murmured under his breath, "do you remember his face?” Grace looked as confused as I was with his question, but she answered still. “Very tall, dark-skinned with bright eyes. Green maybe and uh-he had this tattoo I think on his face, I’m not sure.” Xander suddenly let out a humorous small chuckle, shaking his head somewhat, “I knew that son of a bitch was still alive.” Again with the vocabulary. “The bartender told me they hire prostitutes, but I don’t think she knew about this”

"Depression?" Daniel raised his eyebrows in disbelief, because Morana didn't look like someone who was depressed at all. What made her depressed? Seeing how Quirino treats Morana, there shouldn't be anything that can make her depressed, right? However, Daniel's thoughts were mere assumptions, he was not a graduate majoring in psychology to be able to know such psychological things. "Yes." Doctor Sherry nodded her head. "With a tendency to BPD, Borderline Personality Disorder." she continued.