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Episode 79

Author: Ataima K
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-06 00:28:41

Dare

Pain is a funny thing. It’s loud and quiet all at once. It roars through my body, twisting and burning, but at the same time, there’s a stillness, a numbness creeping in. My chest feels heavy, the warm wetness of blood soaking into my shirt, the scent thick in the air. But none of that really registers—not the pain, not the blood, not the dizziness creeping in.

Because the only thing I can focus on is the fact that she pulled the trigger.

Sky shot me.

The realization hits harder than the bullet.

I keep replaying the moment in my head—the way her eyes darkened with something I couldn’t recognize, the way she raised the gun without a hint of hesitation. She had aimed straight at me, her hands steady, her breathing even.

She knew exactly what she was doing.

She wanted to hurt me.

And then she left.

She didn’t look back.

She stormed out of the room, the sound of the gunshot still echoing in the walls, and I couldn’t move, couldn’t even call out to her. Maybe I was too stunned. Maybe
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