I always get into trouble.
Now, I am in the Fuhrers office. Kinda scared.
He poured himself tea, and kept drinking it while looking at me for the past freaking 10 minutes. His look is so scary, I’m just fidgeting my fingers. Finally he speaks.
“How am I going to explain this to you?”
I smirk at him, “How about you don’t, and just let me go.”
He smiles back, “That would be a stupid thing to do, Yasmin”
Oh my shit, how the hell does he know my name, “How do you know my name?”
He puts his cup down, “Research, your mom disappeared and your father is dead”
I clench my hands, control...
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