SniperShot
Lilith's POV
Since Isabella called me I practicality sat on the couch the rest of the day accept for the occasional trips to the bathroom. Thank goodness I grabbed my phone during that awfully night. I might not have taken enough of the important things, but my phone I got.
Two days ago she chased me out of my own apartment. She was scared cripple. Like she already knew what was going to happen, before I did. She didn't call, didn't look for me. She reacted like I brought murder to our front door. Which I guess I kind of did. Seen that now there is a man who has been killed in the apartment. Two men, but who is counting, right?
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