Cold Love
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I walked silently towards the room to hear what they were discussing."I'll tell you one more time Timothy, I didn't want to, she left me no choice." Ryan sounded frustrated. Elise interrupted the two boys: "We get that Ryan, but how are we going to explain to Alice that you killed her sister?" "We don't." He said curt and dominant. "But we ha-" "YOU DID WHAT??!!" I yelled while opening the doors wildly. I looked him in the eyes with disbelieve. "YOU KILLED HER??!!" I asked again as if I wanted an anwser. How disgusting, I hated him, I would never forgive him..... could I?
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