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~Lianna Black~
I couldn’t hide the pain that was eating me up my whole being. Trust is something I can’t give freely to anyone, but this just crushed the meaning of that sinful word all together. I thought they cared for me, hell I even treated them as my own family. Turns out, everything is nothing but a trumped-up story. The people inside this room, I val
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Don's Fiancée 47
~Ace Romano~Alexa’s cobalt eyes gazed at me with nothing but obscurity in them. We’ve been at this for days, yet she still hasn’t given us any hint on where my father is. Just a fucking hint is all I need.
Don's Fiancée 48
~Lianna Black~It feels like my head is being drilled on by thousands of screws, aiming to open up the locked up contents of my useless brain. I feel cold, yet I feel warm at the same time. It doesn’t make sense. I feel like I’m dead, yet I can feel the life flowing through my veins. My heart is still there as I listened carefully, singing along with the gu
Don's Fiancée 49
~Lianna Black~“What the fuck!” my voice came out harsher than I intended to, and Alexa smirked at me.
Don's Fiancée 50
~Lianna Black~Forcing my eyes to open, I saw a familiar ceiling above me. The gray spots that I memorized each time I woke up are like stains that I couldn’t reach and wipe away with cleaning agents.
Don's Fiancée 51
~Lianna Black~“No” forcing myself off of the bed, I winced as the burn that consumed my entire body. Again, I’d rather have this bodily pain than this pain in my chest. Standing on my feet, I wrapped the covers around my body as I stepped out of the room to the balcony, suddenly in need of fresh air in my lungs.
Don's Fiancée 52
~Lianna Black~For a week, I moved from city to city, buying cars and also used public transportation just to take the Italian mafia away from my trail.
Don's Fiancée 53
~Lianna Black~“Nice move” the intruder grabbed the rod from my hand.
Don's Fiancée 54
~Lianna Black~All day, my mind was wandering away from my body. It seems to travel away all on a magic carpet on its own. Arthur Black’s words were echoing in my head like a scream in a canyon. It bounces off away louder and louder.
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