Manipulate My Heart

Manipulate My Heart

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Hello readers this is my first ever story I hope you enjoy it, do tell for corrections and more enhancments. "Alice darling where are you, look what I got for you it's your favorite cake" Skylar shouted I don't know where to go but the only thing I want right now is to run away from her before she catches up with me. I am running in this big forest partially naked I know deep inside that there is no escape from her but still I can't seem to get myself to believe it. "Got you princess" Skylar said, my body fell to the ground and even before I knew it I was asleep. Warning : this story contains some dark themes like kidnapping, torture, and manipulation read with your own discretion
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I woke up in a room I didn't recognize, my fingers tracing the rough fabric of a bedspread that wasn't mine. The air was thick with something unfamiliar, and every small difference in the space set off alarm bells in my head. My heart raced as I scrambled for the door-locked. Panic clawed at my chest. Then he appeared in the doorway, his smile crooked, his eyes dark with intent. He spoke no words, but his presence alone screamed danger. Every exit was sealed. Every attempt to call for help met with eerie dismissals from voices that seemed in on the nightmare. And as he handed me a letter-a love note scrawled in childish handwriting-I realized this wasn't just a kidnapping. It was something far worse. I don't know who he is. I don't know what he wants. But I do know one thing: I need to escape before it's too late.

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