Chapter 2

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1st person P.O.V. -Zoe-

It's just me and the detective stuck in a room of 'Let me ask you questions then you reply'. Her eyes are busy, studying very close to whatever is on her iPad's screen; it's probably my personal information. "Why did he came back for?" the words slip out as I hold in the tears, "Was it for me?" I know that caught her attention because even without my eyes focusing on nothing else but my hands, I can still see the detective slowly placing down her iPad before crossing her arms. "What happened between us was just a mischievous little game, that's all." I feel her eyes scanning my every move, maybe that's why I haven't dared to look up at her, yet.

"Death...just a mischievous little game??" The detective repeats my last words with shock.

"It was...it was like a fox out for hunting, kind of thing." I respond back quickly, finally decide to look at her, "it could sense my fear" my eyes dart away, "and that seemed to fascinate him...it fascinated me." My eyes find the way back up to her until it slips down to my red lace bracelet. "He didn't love me, it was only an obsession", I explain biting it as I stare into her eyes, "for my scent...for my fear."

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