The Prologue

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WARNING:
I love to curse and so do my characters.
Also eventually there will be violence in the story. If you can't take that then don't read this story.
English is not my native languages, so tell me if you see any grammar mistakes.

He grabs me by my arm. I start to kick him, but he won't let go.
'You don't get away this time', he says in my ear. 'Not after all this time. I just found you again.'
I try to kick him in the balls, but he already chains me against the wall.
I try to get out of his grip but he is too strong for me. His scent drifts my way. I hate his scent, it smells like death.

He smiles at me. 'You don't know how long I fantasized about doing this.' He pauses for a second and then says. 'Kill them all.'
I scream at the top of my longs. I say the word I promised I would never say to him.

'Please, leave them alone.' I try everything to get out of his grip. The tears slowly stream down my face. 'Leave them alone. He smiles. 'Well, look at you. You knew the consequents of running away and now they pay for it.'

I will regret this, but I don't have a choice. I give up. 'Please, I give up.' I say to him.
'Finally.' He says smiling.

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