20. A Mourning Mess

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 NAAYA’S POV: He took my hand and by cladding it tightly in his, he dragged me through the dark wood partition to the other side of the room. Before I could notice the details in the attached room. He opened the door in front and pushed me hard on the floor. My head touched the floor, but not too hard, I looked back to find him staring at me, with blazing steel grey eyes. If it was another girl or another time, someone would have found it extremely charming but today I knew that it was pointing towards devastation and destruction. “You don’t even know what you are going to face now,” He said unknotting his silk tie and then wrapping it on his left hand. Slowly he stepped towards me and I tried to scoot away, by crawling. There were uncanny emotions in his eyes, like you have never seen

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