or, as I like to call it, the ‘oh sh!t’ moment, number 3
“Oh, Grace,” he sang, “what are you hiding, beautiful?”
The tone of his voice finally struck something in me, and horror settled into my chest. He wasn’t just a bad cop, and bad at being a cop. No. He was a bad person. A terrible person. Now him finding me wasn’t a fear of being turned into the DCC. It was a fear of what would happen before he turned me over.
The man continued shuffling loudly around in her room, and I felt adrenaline pulse through my body, making me light-headed. I needed to get out. I had to. Did I risk the back door? Did I risk staying? Could I creep downstairs, or hide in the backyard?
Ice water replaced the blood in my veins.
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قد يحدث أن يستطيع الحب إعادة بناء العالم، كل شيء ممكن من أجل الحب وبه.
When can I say your name and have it mean only your name and not what you left behind?
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