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THIRTY SEVEN | A New Someone
[ZARINA]
There is a new woman in the cell today.
She looks old, likely in her mid-forties. Have low shoulder-length hair, salt and pepper whisked in equal portions. She has a long face that fits wonderfully with her tall and lean stature. And eyes so elegantly blue, they make me feel guilty. I can only wish when I’m of the same age as her I could be at least 10% of what she is now. I mean, this woman is practically a walking celebrity.
Who is she?
It’s hard to tell how much time has passed since they brought us into this stinky cellar. I really thought Aurora would eventually kill us off, so what was even the point of keeping track of the days? Am I right? But to our dismay, she never returned to finish the job. Not to forget the food, from time to time, strange men come to feed us. And medicines. Things I’ll give to know what these people are planning to do with us...
Julie stopped pacing the floor, and so did he
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KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA EPILOGUE
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KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA SEVENTY EIGHT | Say It Again
KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA SEVENTY SEVEN | Wild Animal Unleashed
KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA SEVENTY SIX | Welcome Home
KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA SEVENTY FIVE | Touch Yourself
KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA SEVENTY FOUR | Awful Silence
KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA SEVENTY THREE | Stab A Knife
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