Chapter Twenty Nine
Esther walks majestically towards me; swaying her hips and laughing so hard that it was hurting my ears. Her hair has been cut down and dyed to blond; giving her a new look. She looks younger and I can also see a tattoo on her arm. Her hips sway from left to right as her steps become slower. She didn't even bother to look around if someone could notice her. She has always been bold. Her lips curves in a smile as she gets to me. Stopping, she stretches her arms up so I can see she has a gun hidden inside her trousers: which her black t shirt has been covering it all the while she walked toward me. Snapping my mind back to the situation, I wonder why I haven't already charged unto her and ceased the breath inside her filthy lungs. Or picked up my phone to call the police. As I push my f
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