. That's when the owner came back and pushed the door shut with a large click. He looked her dead in the eyes and said, "Do not open the vault." That ...as all he ever said about the subject.That was two weeks ago. Today Mia was opening the shop. As she began restocking product from the back room, she began to hear that voice again."Open the vault, let us out and all your dreams will come true."Confused she looked around, but she confirmed her first thought, the voice was coming from inside the. His hair and beard were still ginger, but visibly grey-white. He looked sad."Thank you. I'm glad to be here, and I glad to see you," he began. "I'm going to read a few poems and then pause and answer any queries you might have. I hope not to depress you overly, but these are dark, not joy-filled works. If you can't bear it, just go ahead and leave."He read two. They were about loss and loneliness. He said: "This next one's somewhat longer." It was, it was solitary and bewildered. While most of. Steph nearly snapped her head at Danielle. Danielle had a small frame on her, Steph was sure she could fold her in half for that comment. Damn why was she so jealous. He’s a good fuck but not a fantastic fuck. Danielle looked at her and could tell she said something wrong, “What? I’m just saying” and smiled at Steph as if trying to make it ok. Steph looked at her for a second and decided against folding her in half. She couldn’t understand why she was getting so jealous. Even though she was. Sure enough, that dread stared me straight in the face as the glow of the screen hit my eyes.Im having the abortion, everything is plannedI sighed, never taking my eyes away from the text. Megan. I suppose I should have been grateful this was the only time I would be texted something like this, given how much trouble I got into. But still, I couldn’t take my eyes away. I was looking over every word, judging, thinking, overthinking. Still, I suppose I had to respond with something.I’m sorry. Is.