The Victim
"Who is she?"
"That is none of your business," he glares before smiling once again. "I've got something for you and also, something to show you." I don't say anything and just stare at him. His silver orbs were no longer looking the same. They had a different intention, a different aura, they didn't have the Alex that I thought I knew. He brings out an orange flower and then shoves it in my hair. "So gorgeous," I shiver when his skin makes contact with mine. "Look at this, look what they did to me," he raises the newspaper to me. Who even reads- anyways- it reads, ALEXANDER McCANN; WANTED FOR MURDER.
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