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Chapter 5 A remisescence of the past

Word Count: 1211    |    Released on: 26/04/2022

d memory. But why had he just revived the memories of a time that he had buried deep in his being, the mo

nished the bottle, and worse, the memories that earlier had come to the shore of his mind were now on dry land and without mercy or gentleness were jostling to penetrate the vast forest of his mind, turning him upside down. It was so brutal that he was so upset and had a headache so excruciating that he almost collapsed and had t

n, Ibrahima. You don't l

her again, I

see again? W

I saw h

don't like guessing. To b

again in a

Are you

was more like a memory of h

you into this state if

e time after our meeting. Worse, it reopened a gaping wound that I thought had healed

you in such a state, as I

About

your weakness, but most

since she left me. She left

d you get

at she left after she saw me,

coincidence? What if she

you mean

lieve in fa

o.

when you're at the top of the dark world of the Senegalese mafia? You see, I think not. I would say that it is rather a sign sent to you to make you underst

he mad hope that he would be able to see the monster inside him, the one that had made Fa' run away from him, go away without a goodbye or a valid reason. Only, as long as he looked, he could see a man dressed in jeans and an open shirt that gave an unobstructed view of his musculature that would have bewitched a saint,

he told his friend that he might not come. After all, he had a young prey with whom he wanted to have fun before handing her over to his sponsor. So his little precious one, barely fifteen years old, was nothing more than prey, something he intended to do with as he pleased and take away her innocence? He would have to go over her body first! Out of nowhere, he threw himself at the man who had just lit a cigarette and stubbed it out on his face while writing his initials. Without giving him a moment's rest, he pulled a knife from his jacket and stabbed it into his arm. Feeding off his screams, he began to run the knife up and down his arm without ever taking it out of his body until he felt him pass out before stopping and pulling the knife out so

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