In a dimly lit room, the faint glow of a laptop screen illuminated the sharp features of a figure leaning back in a chair. A phone pressed to their ear, their voice calm but laced with cold intent.
“Is it done?” they asked, their tone clipped and emotionless.
A small chuckle echoed from the other line. “Of course, it’s done. Have you seen the news?”
The figure remained silent as the voice continued, tinged with smug satisfaction.
“If you only saw the scene, I’m pretty sure no one's not gonna make it.”
“Good,” the figure replied, their words final and without hesitation. “I’ll transfer the remaining payment now. And don’t you ever contact me again.”
The call ended with a soft click. The figure leaned forward, their face briefly visible in the screen's glow—a shadowed smirk playing on their lips before they closed the laptop with a quiet snap, disappearing back into the darkness.
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The Memory Keeper: The Sin In Our Name
RomanceKhai, a young woman haunted by a traumatic past, finds an unexpected connection with Rain, a radiant woman who exudes kindness and lives each day to the fullest. But beneath Rain's sunny disposition lies a hidden struggle: she's battling a rare for...
