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I'm gasping for air trying to breathe. Which is hard when I have Dimitri's abnormally large hand around my throat and his eyes are glowing purple and his fangs have came out. I am on the verge of fucking passing out...
"A good apology is like antibiotics. A bad apology is like pouring salt into the wound."
It has been five days since the incident with Dimitri. Three days since I have woken up. Which means it's time for me to get ready for the ball. I had done my make-up and put my gown on. All I needed to do is my hair which I have decided to do a updo. Once my hair is done, I slip my feet into my Aquazzura nudish yet bronze strappy heels. I walked to the mirror to look at my reflection. I twirl around to make sure everything is in place.
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I walked towards my door just ask someone knocks. Opening the door, I am face to face with Dimitri. I am disappointed that he's the one who's at my door. In the past I would have been ecstatic but with recent events I don't want him at my door.
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