Warning: English is not my first language. There might be some mistakes. This story contains curse words, mature content as well as maybe some mistakes since I don't know everything :).
Disclaimer: this story is a product of my imagination. Some things might real, other things are made up.
Happy reading :)
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕋.,
𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦.
Ⲏⲁⳏⳏⲩ Ⲃⳕⲅⲧⲏ𝖽ⲁⲩ
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Time goes slow when you're waiting.
Time goes even slower when a blue and red light stops in front of your house.
And it stops when the knock is on your door, not on those of your neighbors.
The tears are already in my eyes, my heart is already aching, and I am on the edge of breaking down when I open the door.
Two police officers standing in front of me, their faces telling a story that no one wants to tell, and no one wants to hear.
"Ma'am, are you..."
"Just tell me who," I interrupt him, my voice is already shaking. "Who of the two?"
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