❝ 𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 ❞ How did they know? It was such a well-kept secret, just how.. how had they ended up into this mess? How could they have slipped up like that? ❝ 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 ❞ This situation was, admittedly, quite strange. Always feeling watched. Always feeling numerous pairs of eyes on their back constantly.. but why? ❝ 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 ❞ They would never get used to this. The bewildering feeling of being watched it's ever step they took, it was disgusting. Would it never go away after all? ❝ 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 ❞ They were used to this by now. The pairs of eyes on their back, the shadows of people at the corner of their vision. It would never go away. They knew that now. ❝ 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 ❞ STARTED ON : 09/25/23, september twenty-fifth of twenty-twenty three COMPLETED ON : t/b/d, to be determined ❝ 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 ❞
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