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Chapter 2 6 years later

Word Count: 1156    |    Released on: 21/06/2022

mysterious roommate who won't tell me their gender. Yet, that does not diminish my overwhelming j

lp but feel a surge of anxiety. Today marks the intriguing oc

she embodies the essence of a roommate who revels in nightlife, embracing the vibrant energ

ow life had quickly changed from being simple to complicated. I don't even remember how my childhood was, n

." Taking a deep breath and waiting to see what was waiting for me on the other side, I place

ing so fast? Staring at the tall, muscular boy with electric blue eyes, He's shirtless and only wearing black ripp

, raising an eyebrow at him. He nods quickly. "Yes, I am Mrs. Votterello." "How do you know my last name ?" I ask. "Because I did a background check on you," he says. I laugh. "And why would you do that?" "It's to ensure my wealthy roommate isn't a serial killer," he winks. "Well, I

ine." "Mom, you didn't tell me he was home," I yell playfully. "Oh, sweetheart, your father has been eagerly anticipating your return all day; he longs for you," she pretends to sob. "Marie, I am back," my anonymous roommate suddenly interjects into my conversation. "Hey, Mom, I will call you shor

igmatic boy lie untouched in the hallway, indicating that I must first select the room that will transform into my personal sanctuary. Fortuna

nd remarks, "I thought wealthy girls didn't behave like this, you know." Just as I was preparing to respond, he interrupted my words mid-sentence. "You can choose any room you desire, Marie; that is the reason I left my belongings unpacked," he remarked. "Ha

ns as he chews. "That food moan resonated through my body, sending delightful shivers coursing through me." "Oh, nameless boy, your deadly traps have proven ineffective, a

into the corner, reaching for

eaturing my parents and me, a single teardrop cascading do

s upon my eyelids, drawing m

has been able to articulate the reasons behind my nightmares, nor have they provided any insight into my childhood. I recline on my bed, shifting onto my side. I sat in the dim

to pry them open and remain alert. What if this peculiar boy enters and plunges a knife

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