Take your clothes off, or I will take them myself.

ALESSIA'S POV

After crying my eyes out in my car, I drove off to my place, looking like an almost dead person.

I was totally fine, but Elisa's words drained the lights in my eyes and made me feel completely weak.

Dragging myself into my apartment, I went to lay straight on the bed, as the past of how my parents were killed haunt the fuck out of me.

Ever since they were killed, I have tried so much to shove the scene to the back of my head or rather forget it forever.

Remembering that dark scene would do me no good, so I had thought about it and decided to forget it over the years.

It worked. It did work.

I was able to forget them for so many years, but not tonight.

Elisa's words brought back the pains and anguish from eighteen years ago, and it kept haunting me, no matter how much I tried to sleep.

I was on shift tomorrow, and I needed the sleep to feel alive and strong, but what can I do when my past was haunting my mind, my brain and every functioning part of my body?

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