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28. Kill me or Rape me?
Abraham
"Who's the girl?", mom asked in surprise as I glared at Amayra. She pretended so weirdly at that moment, I couldn't even understand the situation.
"Mom! You'll be panicking again. Please come with me", I tried my best to pacify her but I knew she wasn't going to listen to me now.
"No!", she yelped. "You can't hide anything from me anymore. This is what you do, right? Didn't you tell me that you have left the underworld? But this.......", she rolled her eyes around the lobby. "You're taking good care of your father's legacy, right?"
"Mom, please. Let me explain to you everything. But not here....", I held her hands but she brushed them off.
"I don't wanna hear anything", her voice deemed right away. "I thought my son doing a good business. He is healing his life. He will give himself a healthy life finally... But you......", she drove her eyes away from me. Her voice was b
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