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I PROMISE NOT TO EVER HURT YOU AGAIN.

Lisa pulled up in front of the forest, the trees towering above her like sentinels.

She killed the engine and waited, her eyes scanning the surroundings for any sign of movement.

She had been waiting for what felt like an eternity, her mind racing with thoughts of the task at hand.

As the minutes ticked by, Lisa's patience began to wear thin.

She checked her watch for what felt like the hundredth time, wondering where the man was.

She had been instructed to meet him here, at this exact spot, and she had arrived promptly on time.

Just as Lisa was...