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I WANT HER DEAD!

Author: Rosa Kane
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-17 20:30:12

SHARON

As I watched everything unfold before me, I felt a profound sense of satisfaction. Every detail had fallen into place, every move executed flawlessly. For the first time in a long while, I allowed myself to exhale deeply. My job was done, and it had gone exactly as planned. Yet, as the euphoria faded, unease crept in, wrapping around me like an unwelcome shadow.

The discovery hit me like a lightning bolt: the woman I had loyally called Aislinn, my enigmatic boss, was none other than Marianne. The very same Marianne she had claimed was her late sister.

At first, I dismissed the similarities as coincidence. But then, little things began to stand out—the way she spoke about her “sister,” often slipping into first person as if she were Marianne, the way her eyes gleamed with a depth of knowledge only someone who had lived through such betrayal could possess. And now, looking at her partially obscured face, there was no denying the truth.

Marianne had survived. She had retur
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Makims Owai Bonomi
Sharon is smart enough to know she can’t get Troy abi is she just stupid and I didn’t know lol
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This is interesting. Next please.
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