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"Why?" She interrogated once they entered the room together, apprehensive about what she was inquiring and petrified of who she was interviewing.
Their surroundings were small, meaning that there was little chance for her to escape, to his happiness. The store cupboard was littered with dusty cleaning equipment that could have easily been centuries old, shelves hanging on rusty hinges, and the strange scent of strong lemons filled the air, setting a scene that would surely be remembered for the two of them.
He shut and locked the door, turned to face her, and proceeded to ask a question of his own.
"Why what?" He replied, anxious in his own way- fearful for what she could do next.
"Why haven't you done it yet?"
"What?" He still didn't understand what she was talking about.
"Why haven't you rejected me? Thrown me away like the garbage I am? Why haven't you hurt me-"
He cut her off with the smashing of his lips against hers...
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Cinderella's Shoe (COMPLETED)
Kurt Adam"Why?" She interrogated once they entered the room together, apprehensive about what she was inquiring and petrified of who she was interviewing. Their surroundings were small, meaning that there was little chance for her to escape, to his happiness...
