Chapter Ninety Seven: How many steps back?
There was no denying it, regardless of how awful he was being, I still could not get the side of him that I had grown onto.
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The fear had long been tossed to the back of my mind, my feet were tapping against the floor as my hands tested on my hips from the enervaring wait in an empty, vintage looking office. I could not even care if I was going to be chopped up into pieces and thrown into a huge pot over a hot stove, I just wanted to know why I was here.
"wait until he is ready to see you!" is all I was told before being dumped in here and quite frankly, patience has never been a sport that I could particularly excel at.
Hence, I breathed a sigh of relief and only panicked slightly as the shut door opened and the sound of foo
