BLYNA
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"Whatever you're here for Collins, I'm not in the mood for it and I'd like you to get out or—"
"Or what?" He cut in almost immediately. "Or what would you do Blyna? Kill me? r**e me or here's a classic, throw me out of the mansion so that I can come back years later to pretend that everything is okay and that I'm not a bitter person as I had hoped? You might as well just tell me what I'd be expecting from you so that I can plan ahead of my demise don't you think so?" He added. His face had gone from its mocking expression to its usual resting b***h face. The f*****g bastard!
"Thought as much!" He muttered to himself and made his way inside my bedroom without seeking permission from me. I tried to stop him but it was impossible to do so. Where the heck was Griffith when you need
