Aren’t you afraid? P1_(2)

He pushes the entryway shut, however leaves it open a break. Rey porniks.com is stooping before the entry, farthest from the chimney. She wishes she could draw nearer to it. She detested herself at the present time. She would have rather not comply with him, however she realized she had no way out. She had seen a couple of potential outcomes of break. She simply expected to move out of that cell and away from him. She realized she could do it. She just needed to pick the right second. Any other way she might not have the strength… or opportunity to get away.

She detects him moving around his room. The more he takes to put on something else, the more irate it makes Rey. Her knees hurt. The collar on her neck burdened her and she felt… embarrassed. She asked for from this… this snare. This jail.

He emerges from the room, wearing dark pants and a dark, long sleeved shirt. All dark. In any case, more open to looking. The sight blows her mind. He actually looks like Kylo Ren… however he looks… indeed, he looks human. Rey needs to remind herself who he is on the grounds that she experiences difficulty accommodating what he looks like now with… the cover, the cape, the consuming cross in his grasp, striking down her companion.

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