Killing Mr. Hale
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Última publicación mié, jun 24, 2020
"Ma'am?"
I remember how he dazzled me with that devilish smile. I could still feel the way his lips slid down my neck and then further and further...
"Ma'am are you alright?"
I remember the night he told me he loved me. His lifestyle was dangerous but in that moment, I remember wanting nothing more than to be part of it.
"Ma'am we have to get you out of here!"
I remember how it felt just a second ago looking into his deep pools of hazel as I pulled the trigger. And now there was blood. I was drowning in a swimming pool of blood, yet I felt nothing.
*Disclaimer: This is just for fun and made out of boredom-nothing serious*
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