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He couldn’t be bias, because he could end either end or much worst to what was coming on his way, possibly, if he made one mistake. And that’s what happen, but it was in fact true that there are no easy decisions as it came with a price to be paid sorely. [END OF FLASHBACK] Ruscov heaved a deep sign upon the sudden memory. He sit on his desk and pulled the papers, which lay scattered using his hand. He began reading the profiles rather intently. He knew that there should have been a connection somewhere. “The first victim in Belize was Alessandra, and secondly it was Miranda....” He began reading aloud before scribbling their name.

Greg seethed blindly. “Just because I love her and not you, that doesn't mean you can hurt her. I don't fucking love you and that is it”. “It's not her fault, Greg”. Elizabeth, whose face was red, interrupted. “If I were her, I will react the same way”, she said in a whisper loud enough for both of them to hear Megan felt the urge to applaud her, she was playing the pity card so well that she herself is actually questioning who the victim is.

I offer and Leo smiles liking the idea. We both stand near the prison gate and decide the target. “Umm I think his left nipple would be perfect. Tyler would enjoy the feeling after all he was going to force Sara.” Leo states and I nod. We both stand for some brief moments trying to concentrate on our target and then simultaneously throw the needles and a loud cry pierces the air as Tyler howls. “Ohh see, we both got it right.” I point at the needles sticking in the nipple while ignoring the painful howls.

"You lost, bookworm." (I heard a male voice. I felt my body shut down, and I could feel the fear running down my stiff and still body.) Willow P.O.V. I closed my eyes when I heard a male voice behind me, but it wasn't Bryce who spoke behind my ear. But another monster that always likes to hurt me when Bryce and others are not around. Race Collins! That's one guy I would love to kill and shovel my fist down his throat and choke on his blood. But I knew I could not do anything like that because I was not a killer. But if I were, he would be the first to die on my list.

"Alright, Lucero, enough with the topic, it's his private life, and we don't need to know more than his personal life." I put my hand on her leg, insisting that she stop, we've already made the boy uncomfortable enough. From her, it's been clear to me that victimizing a person is a mortal sin because the person doesn't make an effort to pursue their dreams, no, they fall into the world of depression.

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Priest called Sage and Savage called Sophia, but neither lady had seen Mal. Connor checked the last check-in on the security system at Sweet Perfect and confirmed that Maleah had disabled it a couple of hours ago. I don’t understand why she left the house. But that’s something I have to think about after I get her back. The two men at the door stiffen with recognition as soon as they spot us. However, we don’t give them a chance to warn Victor before putting a bullet in each of their heads. Both bodies crumble to the ground without a peep. Phantom and Heathen drag the bodies to a nearby alley. They were probably not expecting that I’d show up on their doorstep so soon.

“Honey. Nina. I... I know I was wrong. I finally understand now. You’re the only one who truly loved me.” My hand paused on the door. Honestly, I did want to know what had happened to him. It turned out that after Tom was taken in by the police, Nancy had been pressuring David to write a letter of forgiveness for him. She didn’t care about his injuries at all. In her eyes, there was only Tom. Even though Tom was nothing but a useless thug. David had spent his whole life fighting Tom for their mother’s favor. He stole Tom’s woman. He stole Tom’s child.

Her tears, her helpless act, and her fear of being abandoned—there'd be no one to fall for any of it anymore. "I'm not lying," I said, looking at Nicole. "I applied to a college in Sorlington through waitlist admission. I'm majoring in law." Her eyes instantly reddened, and tears spilled out of them nonstop. "How could you do this, Fi? How could you abandon me?" She cried so heartbreakingly that it drew looks from nearby guests. Preston's expression darkened more and more. Then, without a word, he crouched down and picked up the papers scattered across the floor, one by one. His movements were very slow, as if he were deliberately holding something back.

“When I found out about Sadie, I begged her to stop Matthew.” “Why didn’t you tell me before, Tara?” His tears fell again. When he opened his arms, I leaned on his chest. He wrapped his around me and kept on kissing my head. “Why would I tell you? Would that change everything? It would be a pity... Blake Williamson chose Tara Evans because she has a problem and she was pregnant!” He sobbed again. “I killed you many times, Tara!” “Many times, Blake,” I said. “But you made my heart strong, giving me Bree and a family,” I said.