Sixty Shades Of The Devil
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in love with someone I never should
I realised that the whole thing stil
rey the day my family
ngle life in them. How does it feel when the one you love just slips out of your life wi
am unable to do anything. How many more does my family hav
Dora begin to play in my head and I couldn't help but wail harder. My sister was just a little innocent girl. Why does she have to die especially in a c
ondole
is quite a distance from the additional trauma back there. I sniff in and bring the f
never imagined. If only there was a way to go back
it. But could it be the person I think it is? But could it be the mys
killer, probably out there waiting to ambush. When he kills, he leaves a mark 'S' on the victim wit
ut then there was no sign of any mark when she di
the table. Tears still refuse to stop, they keep flo
arle
ee who it was. Seconds later I hear the person walking up t
you
orced to yell at him
m, a co
ry about
not in the mood t
me. I simply stare blankly at it as I ha
of the enterprise, the shooting has been postponed till further notice
ve some time to mour
ank
staring at me with so much
appreci
eak down instantly. It i
er to me and pulls me into his embrace. I settle down i
okay," he whispers to my ears as he g
ank
el more relaxed than
*
is still in the living room while my brother, Max, had gone out of the house saying he neede
y thoughts about my sister. Apparently, I think reading a nove
s, Fences. It's a novel I adore so much, always enjo
edes Benz pulling over into the compound. I'm quite sure I haven't seen that kind of car in the neigh
o
f his car and going to the boot. He opens it and begins to offload it. I
come down here a
en and simultaneously I see my brother walking in, a frown on his face and I couldn't help
faces, they weren't
out saying a word. I shake my head as I
t? Can I
at it makes me a little sad. It makes me wa
filed for a divorce, My mom was so disheartened and broken by the news that she refused to do anything ot
alls again with a
not to open the d
s in wit
orr
ntically and I
Max is back and rig
make dinner, your f
ff the stool. M
do prefer yo
p but laugh silently knowing what she
hor
se a running stomach, it was horrible that we had to
e on
glances out o
neig
p breath and walk out of the
*
ing with my fork and my spoon. I have no appetite to eat. Soon enough, an email popped on
it. I am to resume work on Wednesday which turns out to be next tomorro
lright
ess my sour mood
Wednesday. I don't know what I ever did to
My mom simply glanced at me as she chewed her food. As
carlett and he alo
nsane. Does he own the rules? What