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15. Evidence From The Dead.

Dorian's POV

I stormed to my room and slammed the door behind me. I grabbed the pillow on my bed and ripped it apart angrily, letting the fluff litter the floor.

The two girls were still on the bed, and they jumped in fright and huddled in the corner of the bed, trying to escape my rage.

I glared at them and saw one of them gulp in fear.

“What the fuck are you two still doing here?! Get out! Now!"

They scrambled to their feet, hurriedly dressed, and took the rest of their clothes downstairs.

I shut the door angrily behind them and stood in the room, heaving angrily.

How dare she slap me?! Who did she think that she was? I balled my hands into a fist and punched the wall with fury, leaving a dent in the concrete and a little crack.

I had never imagined that she would retaliate. That witch!

I was going to make her pay dearly, and I was going to make sure of it. I was going to make her life a misery. I was going to make her suffer.

I stood in the mirror and looked at my face. My lips c
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