"Life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all."
- Helen Keller****
No, that can't be right.
Am I going completely crazy now?
Okay, Ashley. Focus. Get all the facts together. Take a deep breath in and out...
1...2...3...4Just like you were taught. The training has to pay off for something. I can't have a panic attack now. No.
FUCKKKK! Calm down.
I held on to the marble kitchen counter to keep from sinking to the floor. That would otherwise give my mental breakdown the complete rest. I don't even know how I made it to the kitchen, because my life was in slow motion from the moment Mrs. Styles said her son had a gang.
I would never have thought that the evening would develop like this.
I had assumed that the power play of Charles and I would go on like this until one of us gave in. Hiding in the kitchen and almost having a panic attack is therefore a new twist I didn't expect.
Or Harry, I don't know what his fucking name was.
What do I know for sure now? When I think about it, at least I keep myself from completely freaking out. My thoughts were a dark place where I don't want to be but for now they are my escape. I can't have a panic attack right now. I have to distract myself.
So let's get started. Maybe then some things will explain themselves.
For all these years, the CIA thought the leader of Falling was named Harry. Was that even true? Or was it just his alias ?
Is Charles Edward Styles his real name?
When I encountered Falling back almost 5 years ago, I got to hear the name Harry being brought up. Was that just an alias to hide the name Charles? Or was it the other way around and he had only told me the lie about Charles when he introduced himself not even 2 hours ago?
Fuck, I'm confused.
But what if Mrs. Styles didn't mean Falling at all when she talked about her son's supposed gang? To be honest, I can't imagine that the man who is so easily provoked would be the founder of one of the world's most feared gangs. But maybe that's exactly what's makes him dangerous.
But what kind of sick coincidence would it be if he and I meet here today and both our identities are revealed by our stupid parents. That's not possible, is it?
In my job, unfortunately, I have learned that everything is possible. So I also have to consider this theory.
But my life is not a fucked up book where something like that happens.
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