You wake up by footsteps in your balcony, and then the door open. You pretend to be still asleep, the knife you carry ever since the first invasion under your pillow. Your stalker walked over to you and gently put a red rose in your hair, as always. "Sleeping beauty, you can't fool me. I know you're awake, you should at least thank your soulmate for visiting you even after such a busy work day."
Comments
0No comments yet.