His to Preserve
A silent, sharp presence in the background of a happy moment.
I pocketed the photo and fled the estate, the cold night air filling me with fear.
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“Okay, this is creepy,” Sabrina announced, holding the photo under her desk lamp. We were huddled in our apartment, “Who is this? She looks like a spy from a bad movie.” she said between laughs.
“This is serious Sab, I don’t know,” I admitted, chewing on my nail. “But she’s there, with Lilith and we can't overlook that.”
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