Go Away, My Stepbrother
Without hesitation, I composed a message and sent it to him: "Thanks to you, I finally broke up with Alfred. Since I’m single again, will you come to meet me tonight?"
As I anxiously awaited his response, every second felt like an eternity. Then, ten minutes later, his reply came: "Sure. Tonight at 8 o'clock, Come to Hilton Hotel, room 88."
His swift acceptance brought a glimmer of hope to my heart, a beacon of light in my darkest hour.
As I stood outside Room 88 of the Hilton Hotel, card in hand, I took a deep breath before swiping open the door.
Before I could even flick on the lights, a sudden force pinned me against the wall from behind, and something covered my eyes.
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