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screen, in confusion I turn to see what he's looking at and there she is on the screen clinging to another girl, I looked closely at her long brown hair and big wide brown eyes, she was radiating fear "But she needn't worry" Abyss was tipping, the shock caused my heart rate to speed up and I had started sweating and that one word slipped out at the same time Acre said exactly the same thing "MATE".

Her every step made her terror spike. She looked around for him. She recognized him instantly. She saw his side posture, his face was rough, anger dripping. "I'm not dead or damaged. You can walk in," He said, unwrapping the white tap. A solid tremor ran through her body. His gaze was harsh on his hand as he continued to unwrap. There was blood on his white trousers. Goosebumps broke out over her skin as her gaze roamed over his body, looking for injury. Sitting on the beach, he was removing the tap, "Sit," He said, without looking at her.

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“You touch her again and you are died.” “Hey calm down little kid and go away you don’t have any business here.” Andreu said while balancing himself once but before he could finish another punch was waiting for him. After that he started beating him. Though Joshua was younger then Andreu but he works out making him bigger than him. Babi ran towards him and tried to stop him. “It’s ok he learnt his lesson. Let’s go now.” “You don’t get to speak. Stay away I don’t want to hurt you” she saw his eyes, they were blood red. He was looking like a beast that won’t stop until one of them dies.

He prayed to all the gods that his baby sister was okay. Liv was saying her own prayers as she waited for Brodi to arrive. She kept her head on a swivel watching for any poacher that might come back to check his traps as she tried to soothe the beautiful animal in her lap. The wolf's muscles remained tense with the pain, but she seemed to take comfort in Liv's touch. She wanted to kill someone right now. No, she wanted to snap a bear trap on the asshole's leg that had left the trap here in the first place. Liv didn't understand how someone thought it was acceptable to torture a majestic animal for a few bucks.

she croaked. His hand still rose to her face, analyzing every feature while she scanned him, studying every scrape and dirty scuff. Stern features hardened, although his face was untouched. His hands were splattered with fresh, red blood. As her gaze drifted to his torso, she recoiled, the uneven circle of burgundy expanding amidst the smattering of blood. Ripping at the buttons of his shirt, she choked, “You’re bleeding.”

I don't know this feeling but I hate it It sucks. ~~~~

But the neutral expression on Hunter's face is not helping. Umm..now what? ________________

Mirabel’s words pierced Susan deeply, leaving her wounded. “I’m sorry…” “Keep your pathetic apologies to yourself. Stay away from my son and my family; you are no longer part of us. My son is not a plaything for you to use to fulfill your urges. Go find someone like yourself and leave us alone. Our friendship is over, and I don’t want to see your face around me again. If I do, I’ll expose your shamelessness to the world.” Mirabel’s eyes narrowed as she continued, “Now I understand why no man would ever want you. My son is just confused, but I know he’ll come to his senses, leaving you to wallow in loneliness until you become a miserable, shameless old rage.” With a disdainful hiss, she turne

Tired of pretending the holidays didn’t take every insecurity I owned and amplify it by ten. The worst part was that I didn’t even know what I wanted anymore. Not really. Just that I needed space. Somewhere, I wasn’t being watched. Somewhere, I didn’t feel like a progress report. Somewhere I could exist without explanation. I reached for my phone again. I wasn’t planning anything dramatic. This wasn’t a breakdown. This was a browse. A harmless scroll. Completely reasonable behaviour. I opened a travel app. France appeared almost immediately, as if it had been waiting for me to admit something.