Claim Me Behind The Mask
When I got to my room, I picked up my pillow, and took out a piece of fabric from it, inhaling it deeply, it still reeked of her, just as it had that night.
I gazed at it, studying it with an intensity, I didn't understand.
It was the piece of fabric that had torn from Sable's dress.
I was going to find out who that lady was behind the mask, and pay her an unexpected visit one day, but until then, absolutely no one was going to touch a single hair on her head.
She didn't belong to Blake, not this time, I wasn't going to let it.
I took out a cigarette, and was about to puff from it, when I heard screams from the next door.