With a towel wrapped around your head, you find yourself in the midst of drying off after a shower.THUD!
As you are about to sit down on the couch, a loud collision of wood echoes in the entire living room, causing you to alertly look at the source of the sound.
Your gaze lock with his, yet his eyes convey a storm of fury, brows furrowed, glistening with tears on the brink of release.
❝Where the hell is my sister, and why is her name on the news?❞
His voice rises in volume and ferocity as he speaks, and his eyes flash with rage.
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𝗔 𝗝𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿'𝘀 𝗥𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁 : ̗̀➛𝗡𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗺𝘂𝗿𝗮 𝗥𝗶𝗸𝗶
Fanfiction❝𝗔𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴?❞ 𝘈 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘑𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. ❝𝗬𝗲𝘀, 𝗔𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴,❞ 𝘙𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦...