PREFACE
I could not believe what was happening. It was one thing to be told something, and an entirely differant thing to see it with your own eyes. I stared into his eyes, and he stared back. I was terrified. I had no idea what I looked like, I could think of nothing but the look on his face. It was murderously angry, and...something else which I couldn't place. And though my life was in grave danger, the thoughts that hurt the most were the ones of him...Of never seeing his face again. But the thing that hurt the most was, not the fact that he was about to kill me, but the way he looked at...
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