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I'm...so... dead. It's Luke Matthew!

Run and escape only to be beaten another day or plead for mercy making promises to forever be his slave and still get beaten up. Yeah I'm taking the first option.

I quickly jump on my feet hoping to make a beeline for the janitor's closet, when I'm suddenly yanked back by my hair - ouch! this mop of brown hasn't seen a saloon in months. Mind being gentle?

" Doesn't this just bring back old memories, love? " Luke drawls in his annoying British accent.

Okay, so you bumped into him on Friday last week, you shouted at him after and might have called him a number of names one of which was an idiotic butthead with an oversized ego. Then you've been avoiding him all week.  You can't exactly blame the guy for having a personal vendetta against you.

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“ You seem to enjoy playing with fire.” Nikon says without looking up as he attends to some papers. 

“ I don't like being disrespected. ” I tell him coldly. 

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He feels it's all revenge. But has this need to protect her. He doesn't know when it started. But later realizes it doesn't really matter.

      What happens when Linda's past comes looking for her? What happens when she realizes what she knows about her past isn't all there is? And what happens when she gets herself tangled up in secrets so twisted they might get her killed?

Follow Linda on her journey as she grows into a strong female with so many secrets to uncover. 



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Twisted Secrets

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She joins me in folding some of my clothes and school uniform. Then she sits on my bag so I can zip it up.

I have never packed this fast. Despite the fact that I'm usually organized, packing is one of the things I dread.

" Okay, so is there anything else you'd like to take? " she asks looking around one more time.

" Mmmm...Not really... " then I remember the second music box.  " Oh wait. " I reach into my closet to bring out the music box which I had kept hidden out of sight in case someone decided to search my room.

I made sure to place it in a makeshift area among my clothes.

When I bring it out, Mrs Cassano smiles.

" I remember when your father got this for you. You were so happy, you played it loud and disturbed everyone with it. To the extent, your grandfather threatened to break it. "

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