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Chapter Six
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2021-04-29 17:44:59What am I getting myself into?
A bullet on her head should have been easy but damn those eyes and the way she stared through my soul. It's like she’s undressing me without seeing how ugly I become.
She's pure that much I knew.
‘And besides, I can’t afford to give up my time and the progress of what I had started just to do my laundry and some petty chores.’ I thought justifying my actions.
While eating her breakfast she managed to write a letter to her friend saying she’s okay and well taken care of. She needs to run again because someone recognized her from her village, etc., etc. Like seriously. Who is she? And it looks like she’s running from someone.
Maybe that's the reason why she fainted last night when I say those words. It's obvious she's not afraid to die but just hearing those words from me knocked her down.
She's not afraid to die, that was a given.
But she's afraid to be found by the people she
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