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Beauty
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I blinked as I regained consciousness. I had hit my head hard, or had someone hit me? Then I realised I was holding a bloody knife in my hand. I looked around the room. I was alone. What had happened? The bedroom door was ajar. I slowly stood up and walked towards the door. A man was standing near the window, turned away from me. The white curtains fluttering around him, making him look like a fallen angel. He had his hands in the front.
"Baby." I called out to him. My head was throbbing. He turned around to look at me. He slowly smiled at me. He has such a beautiful smile, I thought.
"You look beautiful this way." He said. He walked towards me. He placed his hands on my shoulder and turned me around, my back to his front. There was a mirror in front of us. Oh, what a beautiful picture. Both of us naked above waist with matching Joker's smile carved with the knife in my hand.