His father is a delicate subject. There's something rotten in the middle of it, something I'm not yet aware of.
From: Rebex
To: Satansseh
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Why do you still have the pictures?!
I send the message and slump back into my seat, with a sad bear-like expression.
Except the bear isn't the fierce forest bear, but a damn stupid plush one named Rebecca Godwill.
I place the phone face down, in case he sends any more photos and someone sees them. My hands are trembling, and I hide them in my sleeves.
Fuck!
Why is he doing this?
Why is he tormenting me like this!?
From: Satansseh
To: Rebex
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I don't think I mentioned that I would delete them. They're quite nice.
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As soon as I receive the response, I start nervously tapping my feet.
From: Rebex
To: Satansseh
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But you said you wouldn't tell anyone!
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sent at 10:58
From: Satansseh
To: Rebex
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I haven't told anyone yet.
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sent at 11:20