I woke up in the middle of night with a start. I waited till my eyes adjusted to the dark. It took a while, but it was alright.
Something was coming over to me.
Peter. Why was Peter coming towards me?
I saw something gleam in the night. A butterknife. It stared at me as I stared at it.
I was infatuated. It was love at first sight.
It lit up the room.
As Peter brought the knife towards my eye, I knew that I have found my love. Our fates were entertwined.
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