She heard him moving around the room, but didn’t know what malevolence he planned until cold wet drops began to steadily drip onto her feet. She clawed the covers off herself and put her face in his. “What do you want from me?”
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She heard him moving around the room, but didn’t know what malevolence he planned until cold wet drops began to steadily drip onto her feet. She clawed the covers off herself and put her face in his. “What do you want from me?”
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