Find Me In Your Labyrinth

with Clarice’s address. So, she had someone

Early this morning, someone had delivered a package to her. Inside were various photos of Manuel and Clarice, along rush over on the spot.

The photos not only contained evidence of Manuel and Clarice’s private activities, but also intimate pictures of the two. This was just too awesome!

Who could it be?

“None of my business!” The man held Cristina in his arms, lowered his head to kiss her lips, and mumbled, “as long as I can help you vent, it’s all good!”

So, Cristina lay in his arms, her chubby hand reaching into his shirt.

a state of constant fatigue. Mr. Kress was somewhat dissatisfied with her, thus criticizing her more harshly

up with this, but this time

than before, but her attitude towards the

on earth had happened

Estelle came downstairs promptly at half-past eight. Jonathan’s car was already waiting outside. He was wearing a well-fitted handmade suit, leaning against the car door, talking on the phone in a low

told her to get in and then opened the car door.

anger, Estelle walked to the passenger side

call, started the car,

the neighborhood, a head emerged from the bushes, holding a camera, staring

looked out the window, her anger gradually

two weeks, Jonathan had been picking her up, silent