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I haven't seen Nixon for two days now. My nose wasn't broken but I got to placed an iced pack on it. I had to tell the guards I fell. My story wasn't believable and they knew it. They didn't say anything about it though.
Great fully Nixon wasn't here to be concerned about it either.
I stayed inside my room and sometimes the guards will check up on me.
A few hours ago a guard knocked on my door. He said Nixon is asking that I joining him for dinner.
Did I want to eat with him? Yes but-
What do I say?
Your father killed my father and I'm here to kill you and your family? Shit
How do I react around him?
The real reason I met him is because I want to kill him and his family even though he's been so kind to me.
This biggest shit show is that I planned this
No, I can't believe that guy
I can't trust anyone until I get back my memories
I got a shower then got dressed. My hair was slightly wet so I combed it into a low messy bun. I pulled out a few curly strands then walked to the large mirror.
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I looked in the mirror and smiled. I looked decent and cute.
Will he like my dress?
What am I thinking?
Ughh
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