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26. New Approach.
I blink at him, chewing my inner jaw as I jolt to my chore of picking up. I'm not sure what he plans to do to me, but I'm not going to let it happen willingly. I've got tricks up my sleeve, I hope. For the first time since being taken here, I realize I might have the upper hand. If he does anything too brutal, and Dallas comes by or some investigator to ask questions about mom, they will see my battered state or injuries. He also thinks that he loves me. The last thing I should do is encourage this or exploit it, being as he is very random and explosive.
I sneer to myself as I arrange the sheet shreds in the bathroom floor while he waits, unable to see me for the partially shut door. I want to reach that mirror, but I can't. So I'll settle for deception instead of attacking for now. I arrange the shreds to say 'I <3 U', knowing something this unexpected and cheesy might throttle him. P
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Viscious 28. Pleasantly Surprised.
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Viscious 29. Knock, Knock, Knocking on Kellan's Door.
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