you woke up but your husband, Gerard, wasn’t there, you thought he woke up earlier. it was your anniversary, one year of your marriage. you walked to the kitchen to see Gerard drinking coffee, you said good morning and the next second you noticed roses on the table, that melted your heart, you turned to him and said “aw baby are those for me?”, he nodded his head and took a knife from the kitchen counter, he came close and said “yes, for your funeral, bitch” and then he slits your throat.
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Fanfictionhello yeehaw fellas! so basically these stories are from my instagram and now i decided to upload them here. in each chapter there is a picture that corresponds to the story i've published on instagram. Instagram: jetblackiero ps: this book is just...
