Damned: The Murderer

Damned: The Murderer

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"You're the tenth psychiatrist assigned to this person" said my boss. "Goodluck" my boss said and went inside the room. I slowly open the door and also went inside the room. There you saw the ruthless murderer in his orange prison outfit suprisingly young with black hair and lifeless grey eyes. "Ohh! another one" he smirked and add "and she's pretty too" I wondered what made the other psychiatrist fall in love with him. Is it his grey eyes? His perfectly symmetrical face? That muscle? or his kiss- "Miss?" "Sorry" I mumbled, I immediately snapped out of my thoughts and focus. "You saying Mister?" I said "That" he chuckled "That what?" I said "That look in your face, did I hit the jackpot?" he smirked. "Stop what you're thinking, I'm not like the other psychiatrist you've met" I said "Ohh really?" "Of course" I challenged him "Try me" Liar I fell in love the moment I laid my damn eyes on him.
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