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Sasha is a girl who suffered a horrific accident in her childhood. As she grew up, she thought she would live her life like any ordinary person But suddenly a personne appeared in her life named Lucas...
it was an image of Sasha burned in my mind she was tied to a chair, her hair disheveled, her clothes dirty. I waited for the ambulance then I jumped into the car and pulled up the photo again. Sasha's eyes haunted me, filled with fear and desperation.
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I could feel the walls closing in on me, panic rising in my chest. I was losing control, about to snap when suddenly, a flash of recognition hit me. "I know this place," I whispered, my voice trembling
I turned the key in the ignition and slammed on the gas, my only focus on getting to her. My heart pounded as I sped down the road, knowing that I had a gun in my pocket and that I was prepared to use it if it meant saving Sasha.
When I arrived at the location, I didn't hesitate. I jumped out of the car, gun in hand, and ran inside.
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but when i enter My heart sank as I looked around, realizing it was empty and then I saw it the chair from the photo. I rushed over, my breath catching in my throat as I noticed the bloodstains. It was Sasha's blood. My legs gave out, I fell to my knees, in front of the chair tears streaming down my face, my body shaking with sobs. i, my fingers trembling as I touched it. It still smelled like her, a mix of her perfume and fear.
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Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up to see Ethan standing there, his eyes filled with determination. "Get up," he said, his voice steady. "I'm with you. We'll find Sasha and bring her back."
He crouched down beside me, his hand still on my shoulder. "You're not just my partner, Lucas. You're my brother, my family. I can't stand seeing you like this. We've spent our lives fearing the cops and the other gangs, but in the end, it's been Mr. Peter pulling the strings. We've been sheep, afraid of the wolves, but it's the shepherd who's been leading us to slaughter."
Ethan's words cut through the fog of despair, and I nodded, wiping my face. I wasn't alone in this. We would find Sasha. We had to.
