The Other Side

The Other Side

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Dia datang lagi malam itu. Datang dengan tatapan tajamnya seperti yang pernah kulihat. Berdiri beberapa langkah dihadapanku. Dengan seringai dibalik maskernya. Azura berlari, tentu saja. Namun, sang pria misterius hanya melangkah dengan tenang seakan mempermainkan lalu menghilang. Membuatnya tak tenang kalau-kalau pria itu muncul kembali. Disaat ketakutan itu mendera, Ia cukup tenang dengan adanya Polisi tampan nan baik hati disisnya. Jeffrey. Membuatnya semakin dekat dan semakin meluapkan rasanya pada pria itu, Jeffrey teman lamanya. Kemunculan orang baru dikehidupan Azura membuatnya mengenal hal baru dan perasaan yang baru. Namun, Tidakkah kau tau? Orang baru itu, apakah kau sudah mengenalnya dengan baik? Cinta membutakanmu dan merenggutmu pada akhirnya.
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"Please don't do this." I begged, as tears streamed down my face, making my mascara run. My eyes traveled from his face, that handsome boyish face, down to the floor. Down to the dead bodies. "Oh God," I choked, my life flashing before my eyes, as I felt his fingers slip from my shoulders down to the knife. He put it to my throat gently, so that he didn't cut it. Yet. "I'm sorry." He muttered. "Please...." I begged. "Please." His lips pressed against mine, and I shuddered against him. Dear God, Please don't let this happen. This is the story of how I met him. The story of how he stole my heart, just as carelessly as he stole peoples lives away from them. Maybe. Maybe not. When I think about it, I still smile. Even though I know the sad and terrible ending, I can't help but smile. He was my best friend. He was so loving. So caring. He taught me everything. But, he also destroyed everything. He was just like that. He was just the mass murder that loved me, and that's how I'll always remember him. I dare say, that's how I'll always cherish him.

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