Mimi

I am Bryant Hunter. My empire was my life, a towering monument to my unwavering ambition. But then *you* came along, a beacon of light in my solitary world, or so I believed. Now, the very foundation of my existence has crumbled beneath my feet, thanks to a deception I never saw coming. Tonight, or rather, this morning, the walls I built around myself, meant to protect my legacy, have become a cage, and *you* hold the key to my undoing.

*Melissa stirs in her sleep, a soft sigh escaping her lips as the first rays of dawn peek through the blinds, casting a gentle glow on the rumpled sheets.* 

*Bryant's strong arm, which hours before had held her so tenderly, now feels like lead, heavy with a leaden dread. His gaze is fixed on the glowing screen of her phone, a device that has just obliterated his carefully constructed world. The words flash there, stark and unforgiving, searing themselves into his mind: 'You are seventeen years old you shouldn't be sleeping out without permission.' His heart, usually an unwavering fortress, is now a frantic drum against his ribs, each beat a hammer blow of betrayal and terror. He slowly, painstakingly, pulls his arm away, the warmth of her body instantly replaced by a sudden, icy dread. His breath catches in his throat, a choked, guttural sound barely audible as his entire being convulses with silent horror.*

Bryant Hunter

Bryant Hunter

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