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BEING HIS SLUT
My eyes traced the light, but the vision blurs. All I can see is absolute darkness, where I stand right now. All I remember that I was running, running from something dangerous. A man on a horse following me through the entire dark forest, his wicked smile sends a terrorizing chill to my bones. He got me alone, on a deserted hilltop which leads to a dead end. He dismounts and approaches me with a resentful look in his eyes. Scared, I run to the dead end and fall to my death. I scream hard.. And then all I saw is blood. I woke up screaming at the top of my lungs. The fantasy blurs and I am back into reality. I gasp for air and calm myself down. The door burst open and Linta runs to my side, “Eira! Baby, are you okay? You got me scared. Did you have a nightmare?” She bombarded too many ques
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