Ghania's point of view

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I feel the warm splatter of blood on my face as let go of the trigger. I grab the briefcase and got off the train. As I wipe the blood off on my sleeve I don't feel human anymore, i guess I've become a zombie. The walk there was cold, quiet, long. The smell of fresh pizza wakes me up. I sit down behind the blonde haired boy from the basement and slide the briefcase under the table with my foot. I wait a minute after he leaves before I follow him. He turns and looks and with the biggest most beautiful cocoa brown eyes he says "are you alright Ghania?" Like he knows me as he's wiping some blood off my cheek. But something looks familiar about him. Then something snaps in my head, it's Jack brown. "Jack?" I say confused, "you remember me?" He says with happiness in his voice. "Why am I here? Why are they doing this to me? Why are they making me do this???" He looks at me with honesty in his eyes and says "I don't know, idk why they're doing this to us, But we have to listen if we want our parents back alive" I say confused "your parents are here to?" He starts to tearing up "yes" with a choke in his voice. I hug him and tell him everything going to be alright. A thought came into my head and before I knew it spewed out my mouth "did you ever love me?" He stares into my soul and says "you've had my heart since the day I met you" And just like that I realize that I'm still in love with him...

Hii sorry this page is so short but I'm doing a prequel in the next page🙃

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