Chapter 89 - Dear Old Friend

Noah

I stood in the bathroom, held by a strange woman with a familiar voice. Her grip was iron. Her nails were digging into my skin. 

“What a pleasure to ‘see’ you again, Noah,” the woman said with a madness in her tone. The worst thing was that I recognized her voice. It was Josie, the woman who had become my worst nightmare. The realization struck me like a bolt of lightning.

“Surprised? My-Dear-Old-Friend!” she sneered, yanking my hair back so hard it felt like my scalp might tear away. I winced. The pain was sharp and immediate.

Her ghostly voice sent chills down my spine. The voice that had once been so familiar now felt like a deadly weapon, cutting through the remnants of our shattered friendship.

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