For Ashton
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Last published Sat, Feb 9, 2019
For once in his life you could see nothing but fear and guilt.
"If you think this is bad now you have no idea whats coming toward you." I laugh twirling the knife in my hand. My eyes flicker to meet his and with that I smile, "How do you feel about a fate worse than death?"
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After losing her only sibling Annalisa is on a mission to make the man that pulled the triggers life a living hell. By what ever means possible, even if that means hurting herself in the process.
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