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There she was, the girl that I thought I would never see again. The girl I thought I was done with. Ever since we were little, I always felt myself drawn to her. One would blame it on her looks. Her hair was a fiery red that was just below her shoulders, sparkling dark مرکت, ایمرلڈ eyes, گلابی lips, and pale skin. She was the only person that ever really caught my attention, I guess because how she took being an orphan. Her own mother died while giving birth to her, and she was told this at the young age of six.
When I confronted her on following me, she looked different. She was still beautiful, but she seemed مزید nervous and moody. Her actions made no sense at all, and as she stood right in front of me with that blank look on her face, I wonder what is her secret.
What is it that she does not want me to know?
I can't legally take her to jail, because I am still fuzzy with what she is guilty of, true I had the chance after she got out of the hospital, but…I didn't want her in jail. Just goes to دکھائیں how selfish I have gotten. It was the idea that I had her-that I could control her every move. When she was trying to escape, I felt myself too scared that she might succeed.
Why did I have to care this much for her? When I left St. Theresa's ہوم for Boys and Girls, I thought I was rid of her. I have noticed that dreams of her would just come up, leaving me too scared to go back to sleep. Now that she is here, I feel just like I always had those nights-I was the rabbit, and she had me trapped.
"L," she کہا carefully. "is everything alright?"
She came closer hesitantly, and I پگھلانا, سودھنا her clean skin in the air. Her eyes carried a dangerous curiosity, and for a brief moment she reminded me of Light. The thought of those two made me feel low and I took the thought away.
"You're a liar," I simply said. The words came out of my mouth like sharp razors, and the look on her face was hurt. I saw her wince at my words and I wanted to take it back.
I couldn't though-I had to keep pressuring her to tell the truth.
"Who isn't," she کہا through gritted teeth. "What about آپ Ryuzaki? آپ go around refusing to go سے طرف کی the name آپ were given. آپ choose to hide your face to the world and act as god! آپ lie to get what آپ want, آپ do so سے طرف کی calling people like me a liar."
"Admit it!" I yelled. Clover looked at me with wide eyes and took a few steps back. "Admit that آپ know exactly what's going on!"
"You know what's going on! آپ know that Light is Kira."
"How did آپ get that information?"
"I know there is no evidence of him at all relating to the Kira case," Clover admitted. "I also know that آپ did twenty-four hours surveillance on him as well as me. I know that he would be the ideal Kira."
I looked at her for a while, and her face seemed hardened سے طرف کی me accusing her. She really reminded me of Light every time I accused him, he had this look, like he could kill me.
