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Chapter 64

The moment our eyes clash, I realize there are worse things in life than death.

It's the hereafter. . .

The fear of hell.

Staring into the eyes of Ash's look-alike is like gazing into the depths of hell. It's cold as ice, yet devoid of warmth. It's scorching as a furnace.

As I said, it's hell.

He's a hairs breath away from me now. I watch as the smirk slides off his face and I can almost imagine it's another person standing before me, another pair of eyes pinning me with his gaze as he stares down at me with warmth and tenderness, his mouth parted open, ready to bestow a kiss on me, that is. . . until his hand curl around my elbow, and his fingers dig into my skin.

"Move!"

That one command shatters all my fantasies and unfreezes my frozen limbs. He drags me away - a predator and his unwilling prey. A hunter and his almost-lamb. Tears sting my eyes as I realize what will befall me, what is going to be
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