I jumped from the window. But, when Vivianne was going to jump, her shirt stucked on the nails in the window.

  "Don't mind me, Wen! Just run!"

  I ran as fast as I can. I didn't care if the murderer found me and kill me. I just ran without any direction. Then, I strong hand pulled me to a small road to hide. He brought me to a unused storage. He closed the th door slowly, without making any voice. Finally I can see his face clearly. A guy with a pale skin and a hazelnut colored hair. And the important thing, he looks like me. The minor.

  "I'm Mark. Mark Tuan."

  I couldn't took my eyes off him, until he shook his hand infront my face. "Are you okay?"

"Um.. Yeah. I'm Wendy. NIce to meet you.", I answered his question.

 "Eh? Tuan? That candidate-"

He cut me off, "Yea, I'm that Tuan's son"

 My eyes popped out, "Really? Oh my god."

"I'm sorry.", he apologize

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