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Kill Me Softly

LETTURE 3,105
Voti 161
Parti 13
Tempo 2h 41m

LETTURE 3,105
Voti 161
Parti 13
Tempo 2h 41m

chicklit fiction love mystery teen tragedy

Summary: 
I stopped and inhaled for a moment. I realized I hadn't been breathing for a while. My lungs burned as I let out my first breath in ages. I stopped running and slowed down to a walk. I felt someone behind me again and turned to find no one. I leaned against the closest wall I could find. What is she doing to me? I let another breath out and this time saw a cloud of smoke leave my mouth as I exhaled. 
"Lola, I never thought I would ask this of you but please, leave me," I closed my eyes and swallowed down the lump in my throat. I felt the cold night's wind brush against me. I slid against the wall and fell to my knees. "Just leave me -be," my voice cracked. 
I heard leaves crunch beside me. The wind picked up again and with it I smelled lavender and roses. Lola. 
"I'm already dead," I hear her whisper in my ear.Tutti i diritti riservati

chicklit fiction love mystery teen tragedy

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