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Chapter 92 Target

  • He's slouched with his hands resting on the arms of the chair, his legs stretched out in front of him. Dressed in a crisp white shirt, pressed black trousers, and polished black brogues, his hair is slightly wet and slicked back. He looks like a poster boy for the CEO of a conglomerate and even though I hate him, it's a look he carries quite well.
  • I've never seen him wearing such clothes before. It's like I'm looking at his clone and not the real person. He's like a totally different person.
  • The air is weighty with something heavy and I sit up immediately when I realize he's here. Ash is here. He's sitting in front of me, and staring at me. In my mind's eye, I see him sitting close to the blonde woman and staring at her. I close my eyes, trying to unsee it. I feel as if many hands are closing around my throat as I begin to gasp for air. He's beside me in an instant holding a glass of water.
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