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DO I SCARE YOU?

Author: Rosa Kane
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-02 20:16:27

MARIANNE

After Troy left, I closed my eyes and pushed my lower body forward, sinking deeper into the couch. My mind wandered, heavy with regret. I had wanted to ask him to stay, but the words stuck in my throat. I was terrified that if he stayed, I wouldn’t have the strength to hold myself back if he made advances toward me again.

I exhaled slowly, letting my eyes fall shut, but the peace I sought was fleeting. One of the most harrowing moments of my life crashed into my thoughts; I was gripping the steering wheel, glancing frantically at the rearview mirror, then at the road ahead, fully aware that my death was inevitable. Two monstrous trucks bore down on me from both sides, their headlights flashing like the eyes of predators ready to strike, threatening to crush me between them. The space around me felt suffocating, the roar of their engines drowning out my racing thoughts.

At the last possible moment, I realized I had already stopped my car and unbuckled my seatbelt, and th
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Makims Owai Bonomi
Oh please Troy Marrian is head over hills in love with you please lol
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reneewalker981
I hope she doesn't ruin the moment
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Gracegold Daniel Bassey
Oh yes! she does have feelings for you Troy. next chapters please.
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