The rain showers over your head. As you stare up at him with wide vulnerable eyes. Tears roll down your cheeks as you lift your hand to feel the warm blood that was just splattered across your face.You let out a sharp breath as your lip quivers from the cold.The man, Samir looks down at you with a cold glare. don’t scream my little Angel. I wouldn’t want to restrain you now would I?
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