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Chapter 4 NO.4

Word Count: 1220    |    Released on: 31/01/2018

ened, staring at me utterly shocked, after all I've told h

ating our lunch, under the old, huge oak tree, shie

hicken sandwich, my empty stomach silently thanki

at, no other questions no nothing?" She raised one eyebrow,

ng a quick nod from her, actually thinking how lucky I was that

how much I

have to. Even if my brother does what he does, I

t barely touched the guy, right?" She then asked, briefly p

en apologise

the freakin' 8th wonder of the world!" I incredo

efore!" She joked, laughing at her own words, slightly bending

g deep blue orbs, boring deeply into mine, those chiseled masculine features, devoid of any emotions

jokingly spoke in a baby voice, wiggling her eyebr

e guy for like, five seconds." I rolled my eyes at her

ife to take a sudden turn!" She beamed, looking at m

, everytime a guy tr

other's watch..." I sighed, lowering my g

y hope on that...I

sk anyone's life just so that

ing myself in the mirror, while straightening the last strands of wavy hair, after all

I remember anything about that, in fact, I don't even remember how they looked like, the fire set on our childhood house that horrible nig

"come in" for the intruder, looking at the door through the mirror revealing my

led, looking up at hi

snatching the straightening iron from my hands, then carefully took a strand of hair and continued from where I left

h, efortlessly shooting people and br

on a random make-up kit on the small white table, still thinki

eeling his eyes trained down o

g that he will understand what I meant, feeling a single tear thre

ble, then grabbed my bare shoulders and lifted me up, spinning me around to face h

enjoying the soothing warmth provided by his strong, muscular b

his hands slowly rubbing circles on my back, allowing me t

iffing, still burried in his chest, earning a small chuck

immaculate white shirt now stained with my dark burgundy lipstick, w

is head, lightly laughing at my childish grimace,

, wha

fixing your hair?" He suggested and I nodded, taking a s

ious tone, intently watching him through th

avoid any unwanted attention that would

, still focusing on my wavy strands, and before I co

ked you anythi

hoosing to avoid telling him about my encounter with that we

shed, followed by the sound of his phone ringing, and I watched him retrieving it

y. We hav

k about t

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