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WHEN THE PASS COMES BACK TO HAUNT YOU.
#WritcoStoryPrompt28
Wide, frightened eyes took in the casual gait of the man walking towards her. Cold beads of sweat broke out across her forehead. It couldn't be him, could it?
It was him! That smirk on his thin lips was too cruel to belong to someone else.
But how could it be? She had killed him years ago!... She felt a lump rising in her throat, but swollowed it painfully. She quickly hid all her emotions behind her cold grey eyes.
...
Wide, frightened eyes took in the casual gait of the man walking towards her. Cold beads of sweat broke out across her forehead. It couldn't be him, could it?
It was him! That smirk on his thin lips was too cruel to belong to someone else.
But how could it be? She had killed him years ago!... She felt a lump rising in her throat, but swollowed it painfully. She quickly hid all her emotions behind her cold grey eyes.
...
