"Asha! Asha!" I sort of knew the voice!
"Who are you?" I asked. My vocalization was extra-muffled. Probably from the duct tape. I almost laughed at my question.
"Hehe, I'm Ella. Remember me? You were supposed to meet me at our place!" Ella exclaimed. She picked my sleepy body up and took off my tape, blindfold, and handcuffs. Ella carried my tired body to our favourite place (our spot) the cliff. It was also my worst fear. The place where Isabella Sofia Martinez Vilchez died. Where she held the flower I gave her and fell to the ground. The place where Ella and I threw her over the cliff into the Taiwan ocean―to hide the evidence. The place where our darkest secret was kept. I was so terrified to face my fear, but I did. Slowly, I stood and (at a snail's pace) I walked. My body was way too tired to be normal. I stepped a little too close to the edge and wobbled.
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Precipice
Short StoryAsha has killed someone. She is so petrified about her 'incident'. Later, she goes to a friend's place and discovers a secret. One that Asha could die for.
