Bleeding Innocence

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Part 49

The door banged

Aggressive voices shouted

The peace of the beautiful moment ruined

Broken just as easily as it was made

The shadow did not open the door

The shadow paused

The shadow hesitated.

It was then she realised

She and her shadow were not supposed to be together

Her shadow should have been on a mission

She nodded and wobbled to her feet