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As soon as I see my target, I reach for my pistol.  It's not my favorite one I've used, but it gets the job done.

I aim at my target, right on the head. I invision a circle, right where I'm suppose to hit.

I put my finger on the trigger, ready to pull it. I do a small countdown as usual.

"1," My target stands up. I wait.
"2," my target runs her hand through her hair.
"3." My target turns around, and looks me in the eye.

She's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

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A/N: WELCOME TO "THROUGH HIS THORNS"!
THIS STORY HAD BEEN A LONG TIME COMING. I HAVE CAREFULLY THOUGHT OUT THAT PLOT AS WELL AS EVERY CHAPTER AND CHARACTER SIMPLY FOR YOU TO ENJOY!

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