His Encounter With A Widow

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de door open. “Do you want to die?!” I ro

s the person and to my utm

ssed in bl

tically, I huffed. “Then get the f**k out

palms together. “And who do you think I am? A good Samaritan?” I asked nonchala

direction and breathe out. Furthermore, I shut the car door and strode to

'm tired of being a widow and I want to avoid getting m

, “you're a widow” I asked her, dimly

, I could tell she's stil

but for now, I'm rushing; so let

r? My subconscious mind whisper

gnited the engine, but the l

to the car, I frowned, “Do you want me to change my mind?” I aske

or

a hand into my hair and turned to th

l be back,” I instructed bef

acket and walked to

id says as soon as I app

re and decided to help her. I secretl

mbed the stairs. “He's in the guest room,”

door, I entere

tely I sight him on a chair with

this Zayn” He snorted,

I pulled one of the cigarette and place it in between my lips as I collected a lighter from Reid. “Are

k gave out the information to William then you won't leave me no other c

changed a loo

roat now, I will never tell you,” H

hand. “You really have nothing to say, righ

dy” I told him and stretches my left hand to Reid without looking at him. “Zayn, you shou

hing to say?" I asked him as I pressed the gun to his head,, but he just glared at me. “Alright then, you sh

now the person now?” Reid says frantically, I huffed. “F**k that Reid! Does he look l

ran a hand through my hair. I smoke from

ra

in the car as

already, everywhe

n… Where's

lfriend

ason he asked m

nk… My subconscious mind c

car and I jolted

t was

ted cigarette

ulled his red jacket

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s he

rom his lips and threw it

his arm

ldn't help but coughed loudly,, bu

nto the dark night, and I wat

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