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I gradually acclimated to the dimness of the room, but the overwhelming grip of fear that had taken hold of me proved insurmountable. Seated on the floor, tears cascaded silently down my cheeks after Kira's presence had only exacerbated the growing ache within me. Despite my utmost efforts to convey that she had misunderstood everything, her impact remained, and I found myself powerless against it.My trepidation persisted relentlessly in the wake of her departure, and I found no means to alleviate the profound pain that engulfed me. I yearned for the chance to see Guila once more, to share one last conversation with the only person who truly comprehended me and held unwavering faith in my words. Yet, she remained elusive, her absence a throbbing reminder of the blame unjustly pinned on me for her tragic demise. Seated upon the frigid floor, shivers coursing through me, I revisited cherished memories with Guila. The promise I had made to her—to safeguard her existence—haunted my thoug
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"What's wrong?" Dima whispered softly, concern etching his features. My trembling finger gently pressed against his lips, the tears on my cheeks glistening like tiny diamonds, poised to unleash any suppressed sound that came near, much like saltwater yearning for release.With a subtle shake of my head, I implored him to cease his words. I settled into the stillness, a vigilant listener awaiting even the faintest whisper of noise. Silence enveloped us once more, and I held my breath, granting time for the tranquility to solidify."What's wrong?" Dima's voice emerged again, tinged with a hint of impatience this time. His curiosity had begun to interlace with a growing restlessness.Having gathered my thoughts, I divulged, my tone matching the urgency of the moment. My palm, resting against his arm, dampened with a nervous perspiration brought forth by the grip of fear."I perceived a sound, a rustling that seemed to encroach upon our words. It's as if someone is surreptitiously eavesdr
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All of a sudden, a sensation of water engulfing me jolted me awake from my peaceful slumber. The abruptness of the moment sent shockwaves through my senses, and I instinctively attempted to pry my eyes open. To my astonishment, my attire was thoroughly soaked, clinging to my skin like a second layer. As my bleary eyes gradually fluttered open, the initial sight that greeted me was none other than Marino, brandishing a brimming bucket in his firm grasp.Surveying my surroundings, I rapidly comprehended that Marino wasn't acting alone in this impromptu aquatic awakening. The room was teeming with a cadre of guards, their presence looming ominously, while my gaze landed on Kira, who was also present amidst the unfolding tableau.The sheer bewildering nature of the situation provoked an involuntary quiver in my voice as I inquired, "What's happening?" Dread was etched across my features, palpable even to myself. A throbbing ache reverberated within my skull, resonating as though a drumbea
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I stood there, anticipation coursing through me as I eagerly awaited the arrival of an unknown figure. My heart seemed to echo in the silence, its rhythmic beats resonating heavily as my gaze remained fixed in the direction where a vague silhouette emerged, gradually advancing towards me. And then, there it was – Kira, her countenance adorned with a smile that seemed to radiate warmth and familiarity. My eyes widened in astonishment as recognition dawned upon me.“Antonio,” I breathed out softly, my voice carrying a mixture of surprise and relief. Indeed, it was Antonio, the man who held a significant place in my heart. However, his appearance held a striking divergence from the Antonio I once knew so well. His eyes, once serene pools, had deepened into an intense darkness, and his visage bore a transformation that was starkly distinct from the cold exterior I had been accustomed to.In an almost surreal manner, Antonio seemed to have assumed the form of a demon – his presence, an emb
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Tears cascaded down my cheeks, tracing their paths like a delicate waterfall. My legs were tightly pressed together, a protective gesture as I sat huddled on the cold floor of my cramped cell. The rough fabric of my jeans seemed to amplify the lingering pain from the torment I endured at the hands of Antonio. In that moment, my feelings toward him were dominated by an all-consuming hatred. The intensity of my loathing for Antonio surged within me, a tidal wave that threatened to drown out any other emotion. I cursed the fateful day our paths crossed, regretting the encounter that forever altered the course of my life.He locked eyes with me during the ordeal, his gaze a twisted reflection of his sadistic pleasure. The blade he wielded became a sinister instrument, inflicting agony upon me repeatedly, each stroke accompanied by a sinister grin that played upon his lips.I remained seated amidst the turmoil, my right hand cradling my left, blood still oozing from the fresh wounds. Slowl
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“Olga,” Antonio’s voice reverberated through the room as he cradled her lifeless form in his arms. Despite his efforts, she remained utterly still, an inert weight in his grasp. His heart pounded forcefully against his chest, and his fingers dug into her skin with an intensity that matched the turmoil within him. A well of tears gathered in his eyes, and a suffocating sense of guilt engulfed him, as he grappled with the realization that he bore full responsibility for this tragic turn of events.Clutching Olga tightly, Antonio hurriedly strode towards the exit, his steps purposeful and urgent. The weight of her body in his arms was a reminder of the fragility of life, and his determination to salvage the situation surged within him.“Prepare the car!” Antonio’s command boomed as he directed his words at the two guards who had been making their way towards him. Reacting swiftly to his order, they hastened out of the room, ready to fulfill their duty.From upstairs, Kira’s voice echoed
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Antonio entered the room, his eyes tired and his body feeling weak. Every step he took was deliberate, as if each movement was a burden on his shoulders. With slow, measured steps, he approached the stretcher on which lay the lifeless form of Ikgas. His heart raced, and his eyes welled up with tears, yet he held back the urge to let them flow. His body quivered, syncopating with the rhythm of his breath. By Olga's side he stood, fixing his gaze upon her, even though her eyes were only a breath away.A brief moment passed as Antonio shut his eyes, before he carefully flipped the cover open. The reality was almost too much to bear - the undeniable truth that Ikgas was no longer among the living. Yet, it all seemed unreal, like a cruel joke played on him by fate. His hand extended, trembling as it made contact with her cold form. He reached out and lifted her hand, feeling the icy touch that sent a shiver down his spine."Please, just wake up. Wake up and pester me like you always do. I
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Antonio experienced a sudden jolt as he stood at the precipice of departure, a moment brimming with the anticipation of leaving. But just as he was about to embark on his path, an unexpected grip, firm yet gentle, held him in place, causing his heart to quicken its rhythm. His brows furrowed, casting a shadow over his eyes, as if searching for the source of this enigmatic interruption. A shiver coursed through his frame, and he found himself suspended in that fleeting moment, the world around him seemingly frozen.Slowly, Antonio pivoted on his heel, a curious trepidation replacing his initial surprise. His gaze traversed the space he had just left behind, only to encounter Olga, her presence as potent as a magnet drawing him back. Her eyes, though veiled beneath lids that seemed to guard secrets, emitted an aura that held him captive. A paradox lay before him - her eyes shut, yet her grasp spoke volumes, a silent connection that transcended words.An ethereal whisper escaped Olga's l
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