Chapter 12
Chapter Twelve
No more pictures.
There have been no more pictures.
He likes to gloat, to show off; he would have made his move by now, and I would have pictures. She was a beauty, I was looking forward to seeing what he did to her. Something must have happened, which means she’s no longer his anymore.
Maybe I’ll make her mine.
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