This Love Is Ours
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Last published Tue, Mar 13, 2018
My eyes is bawling out from crying and exhaustion, as I sit around the corner of this dim lit room. Suddenly, the door bolted out, the bulky guy with a creepy smirk on his face is coming towards my direction. His rough callous hand roughly cupped my face, and I jerk away from him. Without warning he pulled me up and tore my blouse into half. I scream loudly and tried to kick him, but the stinging pain of his hard slap made me fall down on the cold floor.
He is ready to pounce on me, when another figure bolted out the door and the sound of a gun shot reverberated in the air, the bulky guy slumped on the floor, his lifeless body falls down just beside me, I can see a pool of blood beneath me. Through tear filled scared eyes, I looked up from above me, and saw the most beautiful blue eyes of the man who save me, my savior, in a military suit, whose face is covered with dark mask, save the blue eyes I would never forget in my lifetime. "You're safe now, Angel" was all I ever heard from him before darkness totally consumed me.
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