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Before I Fall

LECTURAS 16,294
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LECTURAS 16,294
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Partes 85
Hora 11h 1m

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You can't run from what's meant to be. Even if it means that you'll be held in a chokehold as your very soul, everything that you are is sucked right out of you and what's left will scare death itself.

Pulling her deeper into insanity, there was no trace of the person she used to be, no light shone from within and a dark aura shrouded her being. This was the price Morgan had to pay to be enough, just a beautiful cadaver for the despised vultures to have their fill, especially him. The unwelcomed beguiling creature that infiltrated her body and mind, though she resisted at every turn. 
"Who are you?" she asked trying to steady herself before the perfect specimen, not a hair on his gorgeous head was out of place. Her stance was off and she couldn't see straight but she put her fists up just incase he attacked, if anything happened he would at least leave with a black eye. However nothing ensued as the elevator came to a halt at the eleventh floor. The corner of his lip lifted as he gave her a smug look, staring down at her intensely. Without so much as another glance in her direction, he turned and exited the lift, his presence leaving an impure and sullied feeling she didn't like.Todos los derechos reservados

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