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The First Case of Silvia Cuddles

The First Case of Silvia Cuddles

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Criminal Minds
An elite team of seven profilers from the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Unit (BAU) in Quantico, Virginia, has been analyzing the country's most twisted criminal minds for years to predict their next steps before re-assassinating. Each team member has their own area of expertise. Together, they detect the motivation of the killers and identify their emotional triggers in an effort to stop them. They manage to get into their thoughts and thanks to that they usually catch them. But team members change a little from time to time. Now it's the time for a new agent to join them. ~ 🌊 ~ ─── ⭒ ─── Special dedication and thanks go to a user named @Zaptera / Nieren6 who helped me develop my ideas, showed enthusiasm, and was and still is my psychological support. Thank you so much. 💙 ─── ⭒ ─── ❗This story was originally written in Czech but I translated it to English myself so there might be some grammatical errors. I am working on a correction with some help of native English speakers. But please be tolerant. Thank you. 💜
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We entered the restaurant and sat down at the same table as five years ago. Every year for five years in a row, I have lived this day over and over again, only the endings are different each time. Every year for five years in a row, on this day, I spend an evening with the person I hate the most in the world. The man who has become my curse, my worst nightmare and my own killer. He kills me over and over again, appearing in my life, talking to me and even looking at me. One step closer and I feel like my neck is being noosed, one look at him and it's like a blade piercing my heart, one touch and I'm drowning underwater, one word from him and I feel like a gun is being held to my temple.

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