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A person tied on chair, his face hung down, probably he's too tired till now. His hair scattered . I can see him clearly. Alan Walker. The person who saved me, who had kept me safe, who supported me everytime I was down. I can see him tied to the chair , in a complete mess. He looked fragile now. Right in front of him, the man I hated the most , the man who made me suffer, who had broken me shattered me into million pieces. I could feel my blood boiling just by looking at him. I feel disgusted looking at him. A/n 's P.O.V.~ The man was going to whip him with a leather belt. Alan looked at him, he was just praying to God that he could be able to go back to see safe Y/n. He could see the man getting ready to hit him for the thousandth time, he closed his eyes but heard a scream. He
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