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"You're fighting a dead man's pride. If you truly wanted a child, you'd have had one long ago. Your menstrual cycle's irregular. Conception might be difficult. Madison, let go of the past. Let him rest in peace." "Do you think I want to dwell on him? He haunts my dreams nightly," Madison's pupils shrank with turbulent emotion. Her eyes blazed with fire—ebony pheromones erupted like furious flames, much like the heat from her first youthful encounter with him. "He's the one who haunts my peace, even in death he won't leave me be!" Tears streamed down her face. Her shoulders trembled, and her pheromones quaked on the brink of collapse.

It is so cringey that it kind of reminds me about a scrawny naggy character I once came across in one of the comics I bought from Mrs Jones’ bookstore. She is still shifting from one leg to another in her wobbling agony, but a while later, the door opens, saving her from her self incurred torture. Leo appears in the middle of the doorway, and I see the relaxed expression on his face vanishing instantly when he sets his eyes on Madison. “What are you doing here Maddie?” He asks instantly, his voice clipped as he combs his fingers through his messy dark hair. “I thought as much.” I scoff to Madison. “Of course you didn't tell him you were coming—”

“Yeah, I know she is a crazy, manipulative, heartless cunt and all that, but don’t you think that was a little too extreme?” Maxwell scoffed, rolling his eyes like I had just said the dumbest shit he had ever heard. “I can’t believe you are reacting this way. You should be fucking happy, Dom. I got rid of the bitch for you. I did what you have been thinking about doing for years but couldn’t bring yourself to pull the trigger on.” I let out a long, heavy sigh as the image slammed into my head: Madison trapped underground somewhere, screaming, clawing desperately at the dirt, suffocating slowly while she begged for help that would never fucking come.

“Hello.” “....” Silence. There’s no answer from across the phone. “Yeobseyo.” “....” Suddenly the caller hung up. Tiara just fell silent while staring at the phone screen. Weird. “Is it trying to scare me?” Tiara put the phone back down. Her hands are moving to clean up the old book. The book with the cover of ‘The Power of Darkness’ has a unique shape. The carving of roses with minimalist style on the cover looks real. Tiara’s never seen a book cover like this before. She tried to open the book, but it couldn’t open.

Big Bob said. The phone in dispatch rang, and Madison dashed to answer it. Her dispatchers always impressed Lindsay. Even if they stepped away from the phone, they always managed to answer it before the third ring finished. She watched as Madison quickly typed information into the computer. She finished speaking with the caller and hung up. She scribbled something down on a piece of paper and held it up. “There is a call about a poltergeist at Martin Vega’s residence. Big Bob, it’s your shift, so who is going?” Madison asked.

TYSON I leave the bedroom and see Maddie sitting at the island, reading a book with a glass of orange juice in front of her. It doesn’t look like she has taken even a sip of her juice, her eyes are huge and wide, completely focused on her book. Just as I get to her, she lets out an audible, “Nooooooo!” “Are you okay, Mads?” “Oh my gosh! I can’t believe the author killed off the King! Why would he do that? Now, the vampires will overrun the castle.” Her eyes are still wide and unfocused on her surroundings, she’s completely enthralled in her supernatural fiction.

“Dad wants you at the packhouse. Now.” A dozen. That’s not an attack, that’s a fucking massacre. The room is still and I’m certain that Madison heard. A sharp inhale comes from behind me and I turn slowly, seeing the panicked look on Madison's face. Maddi is sitting up in the bed, the sheets gathered loosely around her naked body with her phone clutched in her hand. Her eyes stay locked on the screen, stripping away every trace of the girl who had been giggling just minutes ago.

THANE’S POV: What the hell was I supposed to do with a passed-out girl in an apartment that looked like a crime scene to my OCD-riddled brain? “Of course. Karma finally caught up with me,” I muttered as I lowered Madison onto the chair, gagging, my eyes watering from the stench.

Using her fingerprint, he unlocked the phone and quickly opened her messaging app. The latest chat records came into view with a tap. Mackie: "Hey, babe. Those three idiots have already locked that bitch in the greenhouse." Katie: "You're amazing! They never suspected you?" Mackie: "Suspect me? Ha, those three fools only feel sorry for me. A few tears, and they'd hand me their hearts. Bianca is powerless against me." Katie: "What about your graduation thesis?"

If he did not hold her, she would toss and turn, trembling all night. "Don't be scared. I'm here!" He rushed frantically to the couch and only grabbed the cashmere blanket. The dream ended there. The man slumped down, then suddenly heard a low battery warning. He followed the sound and found the phone Gianna used to use. The notes app had already synced its backup content. The last entry was frozen on Christmas Eve. "My stomach hurts so much. I miss Grandma. I miss home. "If there's a next life, can I please not meet you again? This is too painful."