I T.H.O.T He Loved Me

I T.H.O.T He Loved Me

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Rain. Thunder.Lightning. Those are the type of weather conditions you would expect on a day like this. A day where jealousy, hatred, and love drive three innocent girls to commit murder. "I love you Sabrina." He whispered softly in her ear. "Really, only me?" She Asked. " Only you. " He lied. Sabrina tapped the gun against the headboard of the car remembering every lie her dear Hanad spit out. "I love you." TAP "Only you." TAP Three Girls. Two Deaths. One Night To Remember.
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The story opens with the storm. Daniela is trapped in it, soaked, trembling, and lost in panic. Her fear of rain isn't just about the car crash, though. There's another hidden truth tied to that night: someone was there when it happened. Someone she never forgot. You. Back then, you were just a kid too, standing by helplessly as the accident unfolded. You saw the wreck, saw the flashes of ambulance lights, saw Daniela being pulled away screaming for her parents. You never knew her name, but that memory has stayed buried in you for years, etched into the sound of rain. Unlike her, you grew to love it, because it made you feel close to that memory, close to the girl who survived. Now, years later, in the middle of a storm, you stumble upon her again without realizing it at first. The curly-haired girl curled into herself, shaking in the downpour, it's her. The very same girl from that night. When you approach, she doesn't recognize you. To her, you're just a stranger. But something about her face, her eyes, snaps you back to that rainy night long ago. The plot unfolds with this haunting question: what if the person you were destined to meet was someone whose pain you had already witnessed, without either of you knowing fate would pull you together again? As the story moves forward, you're torn between telling her the truth, that you were there the night her life shattered, or keeping it hidden so she doesn't see you as part of the trauma. The rain then becomes more than fear or comfort, it's the thread that's always tied you both together. ❗❗PAUSED❗❗

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