Preview: The Cursed Lover

I watched the sun start to come up over the horizon and I knew it was time to get up. I stayed out on the back porch all night on the lounge chair. I hadn’t slept a wink. The same nightmares kept playing over and over in my head. For six years the same events haunted me at night. The night my parents were murdered in cold blood and how the killers spared me. I never knew why but my aunt Emmy told me not to stress myself over it.

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