His sturdy body tangled up with his doll's slim body, looking at her with affection.
His eyes seeing the only women that ever loved in his existence. Taking note in her figure from her plump raspberry lips to her crescent moon shaped birthmark on her inner thigh. Remembering all the little details that made her once more.
He loved her dearly, at least until he saw another instead of his Rosie.
Quickly unraveling his body from the imposter,he stood tall to five'twelve height in rage.
"Who are you!" He shouted with authority.
The body shifted slightly looking up at him with fogged hazel eyes, not even responding to the question as it was same repeated question he ask every other night.
Seeing this the master unraveled his fists and reach for the girl's neck to strangle.
"Who are you? Where is my wife?" He slammed her against the bed violently.
The girl stood still not even try to fight back anymore.
Hoping that this will be her dieing moment.
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Rosie
Mystery / ThrillerA story of events of trauma to a young girl and her family. ××××××× Hi! Thanks for taking the time look at my little story , it means a bunch to me. But here's a few tips about this book here: *The chapters are REALLY REALLY short Mostly at 40 words...
