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2024-10-29 19:42:56-" You have sold me."It was the last words I could say to him.
-"No I gave you him for free." He said easily but his words were now difficult to understand.I felt as my all hairs on the body stood up in one moment. My eyes became blurry suddenly I felt dizzy and couldn't hear what he is saying to me anymore, but then something changed. Quickly my vision became better, better than ever, my hearing became louder. My mind was working as clear as I remember, I knew that I can control my mind, I felt huge power on me. It made me feel good, strong, powerful. Jack was still talking, he was breathing to my face with his words. It was a knife to me but I understood everything, should it work in that way? soon I should forget everything? But I don't feel in that way as Rosemary was. I feel too good, did she feel the same? I am standing here still keeping his gaze, and feeling the connection to our minds, that power which he is sending through me, but it doesn't scare me anymore, iRelated chapters
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