Psycho
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"Darling, you're trembling." Cole smirked and stood up.
The handcuffs that were supposed to be attached to the bed were broken. I'm not sure how he managed to do that, but he did.
I gasped and I could feel my body shake more and my heart rate go up.
"I-I d-don't think y-y-you're s-supposed to do t-that." I stammered out of fear.
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My name is Quinn Montgomery, and I just moved to Los Angeles to work at Los Angeles Psychiatric Hospital. I had to leave my parents, younger brother, and my younger sister, back in Wyoming, where I grew up at. My parents never thought I would actually pursue my dream of working with psychos, but I'm here, so, I proved them wrong. But, little did I know that they were right when they said I was way in over my head. One of my patients, Cole Brock, is a serial killer I've been assigned to work with, and believe me, he's a handful...
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