"We're here to celebrate Christmas, so please behave." I said. "There's no point in celebrating it, papa is dead." replied Noah
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Adam and his kids has moved into a beautiful mansion. They'll celebrate Christmas there. But his son Noah doesn't lik...
Oliver came down to the living room and he was newly showered. He sat down next to me on the couch and stroked my cheek. "I love you." I said. "I love you more." he replied and kissed me.
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Oliver's: POV
I sat in the armchair and read a book when I heard something from the bathroom. I walked upstairs and opened the door. I lit the lamp and saw nothing. I threw a glance at the mirror and my body froze. You are never alone. The text was written in blood and I could barely breathe.
Then I heard child cry from my bedroom but there was no one there. "Please, stop." I begged. We have just begun. said a voice. "Leave me alone." I replied. Your child should be mine, you stole my husband. Paintings fell down, plates were crushed against the floor and the lights started to flickering.
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"I haven't stolen him." I said. You took my Adam away from me. He loves me not you. replied the voice and laughed. I ran into my room and locked the door. I sat down on the floor and I was breathing heavily. Then it was a knock on the door and I jumped.
"Who is it?" I asked scared. "It's me Adam, are you alright?" he asked worried. I unlocked the door and threw myself in his arms. "I heard a voice in my head and it was so scary." I said and tears were rolling down my cheeks. "Shhh, you're safe now." he replied and hugged me. I cried and he stroked my hair. Adam carried me to the bed and lay me down. He sang a song and I fell asleep in his arms. "Sleep now, my love." he whispered.
