Her name was Sarah. We met online. Her profile had the prettiest picture, arresting eyes.
She told me about her life, boyfriend. She told me about her college courses. She told me about her feelings, for months; she cried to me when Todd cheated. She told me secrets, I gave her mine.
She told me how funny I was.
She told me, after Christmas she was in love, that I was like a dream. That she wanted me.
She told me about a motel.
But she'd lied.
Turns out, she was a Mike, and Mike has a knife.
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