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It was simple, elegant, and chilling all at once.

Come to me.

8 PM. The address is below.

I read the words over and over, my mind racing.

He wanted me to meet him tonight.

It was a bad idea.

A terrible idea.

But no matter how hard I tried to convince myself, I knew what I was going to do.

I was going to go.


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