A deal with the devil

Samuel beld Shirley’s hand in his palm. Het hand was small and soft

Her face was flawless, smooth, and radiant, her eyes shimmered like penis. –

Her smile was sweet and pore, with a best of innocence and bashfulness that made her all the more captivating

She was everything good in the world, yet he carried a heart filled with darkness.

Three months ago, she had hugged him from behind. She had so much trust and dependency on him. She spoke softly and was t pet married, okay?”

Samuel closed his eyes in anguish as if trying to block out the memory,

full of hope. “Samuel, I’ll be graduating soon. When I do, let’s

Shirley had completely surrendered herself to him. She loved him so much that she was willing to go to Earth’s end for him. She would’ve done anything to stay by his side.

She was kind, beautiful, and inteligeet. She could have lived a perfect life, yet she chose to embrace his brokenness. She cooked for him, stood by him through his struggles, faced dangers with him, and fought against the world for his sake.

No one could understand how Samuel tel.

Hetke a child who had lost his favorite toy, the one thing that brought him comfort and security. Now, he was left adrift, terrified, and unsure of what to do.

clutching his prosthetic like it was her deline. Her eyes held a thousand words she couldn’t bring herself to

to leave. She’d tried so hard to hold onto him, but he had turned his back on her, letting her slip through his fingers without a second

she had reached out

could take his place.

woman who had loved him unconditionally for six years, who vowed to stay

why his chest felt so tight, why fear and panic coursed through him like a storm, He stated at

he had lost everything in a single

mind. Suddenly, Samuel bolted our of

the streets, running red light after red

he screeched to a halt outside Brook’s apartment. Without hesitation, he pounded on

Get out

him awake. Moving lazily, he

it, a fist came flying at

it and stepped back just in ti He placed at Samuel, his tone icy. “What the hell is

glinted like those of a wounded animal. He grabbed Brook by the collar and shouted, his voice hoarse and cam, “Why didn’t you stop her?

Samuel’s usual composure

coldly, his tone calm and