Backfired

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Azazel After what felt like 5 good minutes, I drank from her. Then I sealed the puncture wounds with my tongue. "You will go back home and forget about this. Now go," I influenced her. She left. I put my head in my hands. I should be more careful. I heard the tires screeching. I stepped out of my room and my foot hit something. It was a handbag. I looked inside and to my horror, it contained the shirt I left with Enedina last night. I ran downstairs to see Natalie was still collecting her stuff. Her car was still outside. Enedina. It was her. She saw everything. Enedina I took a deep breath and stepped out of the car. I saw another car near the gate. It was a pink convertible. The one I've seen before. Natalie? Why is her car here? I made my way to his front door. I was about to k

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