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𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐃 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍
Hope tossed and turned, watching the clock every few seconds. It was eleven minutes past four, and although she was tired she just couldn't bring herself to sleep. Not until she's able to talk to both Nikolai and Viktor.
Before her arrival to the location she was now at, Anton had blindfolded her for security measure but she didn't see the point. She was in Nikolai room. She knew it. When she first started her 'relationship' with the two men she had placed a glow in the dark sticker in the shape of a star on their ceiling. That's where she got the nickname from.
As Hope reminisced on their time together she couldn't help but to sulk. She missed them so dearly, but as she thought about all the lies and deception, she couldn't help but to be upset. And after the events that had happened today she was absolutely repulsed by the life they lived and the dangers that came with it.
Forest ran to the door and began to claw at it.
It would leave marks but did she care? No.
Her eyes began slowly shut, but they quickly shot open as the door to her room opened. First it was Nikolai, his shirt covered in blood and his face slightly battered. His hair was out of order which was an unusual sight for the neatly groomed man. His expression was emotionless, his eyes filled with a dark void.
He ignored Hopes stares and brushed past the kitten as he walked into the bathroom. He didn't bother turning on the lights, and showered in complete darkness.
He exited the bathroom after what felt like an eternity. His hair fell into his face, water dripping down. He had a patch on his left arm and series of bruises.
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