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<<80>> Two Seconds Of Freedom
It's the day of our wedding.
Kyle came to see me last night, all excited about us getting married on his birthday. I just pray everything goes wrong.
That stupid help, Ellie, comes to help me dress up in my gown after they force me to have a shower and shampoo my hair. I'm surprised that Ellie is good with make-up. She pats my face with some foundation and draws my eyebrows perfectly. My hair is tied into a tied bun, all this time my hand shackled up on top of the bed.
Kyle comes into the room in his perfect black Louis Vuitton suit and his hair slicked back. He looks so perfect and handsome as he turns to smile at me.
I can't believe that this is the man that murdered his mother and her whole family, hi
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