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Her mercy to His penitence

"Don’t do it love! Please. Am sorry I hurt you. How can I live without you? Forgive me. " The girl stood at the cross road. Tears streamed down her pale cheek as she debated between listening to his pleas or to her heart. She was tired and could no longer take any of it. He took everything from her yet she stayed until she felt that her soul was no longer alive. Each pain he caused chipped a little at her soul until there was nothing left to give. She was now an empty soul that was hanging on a thin thread. She was only breathing, but being alive never counted as living. It was time to let go. She closed her eyes and run in to the middle of the road. A loud screech was heard as her blood painted the black tarmac red. Nooo….. @@@@@@@@@@@@@@ NOTE: This work is on-going and not yet edited. DISCLAIMER The cover was made by my darling sister, @Bash. The images used is attributed to the rightful owner. Join my Discord if you wish to interact with me and discuss the characters. https://discord.gg/jJeBuJN8 If you like my writing, you can always buy me coffee. It would be appreciated. https://ko-fi.com/kittenbunny

MUHACHE_JUMA · Urban
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Arya's Death

Arya woke up in the same place she has been given hell for heaven knows how long. Her entire body ached from the lashing and beating she received.

The guys were not merciful. These past days, she had enough time to reflect on her life.

She regretted a lot of things. Her biggest regret was Jasmine. No! Do not for a second think that she felt resentful

Far from it. She regretted not killing her when she had a chance. She should have ensured that she was dead. She should never have trusted others to get rid of her.

How naive she had been! This was her karma no doubt. She made a silent vow that if she somehow made it out alive, she would kill that woman if it's the last thing she does.

For someone like Arya, she didn't need a reason to hate. As long as she was concerned, if she hated someone, she made their lives a movie.

The type, of course, a horror movie. That was what she did with Jasmine. She chuckled through her thoughts.