Rissa

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“Make a U-turn at the next stoplight,” the British woman told me. Aly froze. Uh-oh. Her lips popped free – no, no, no – and she sat up, knife fully rotated now, blade hovering over my skin. “Did you just deviate from the directions?” she asked. I whimpered in response. I fucking whimpered.
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