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Chapter 62 A Tragic Story 2

Bach’s POV

Everything felt like a fever dream.

How was it possible that in such a short span I had become an orphan and my best friend, my only friend who was also my mate was about to die?

I refused to believe it, so much so that I waited till when my eyes would open again, revealing to me the smiles of my parents and the man I loved.

But it never came.

“You…have…to be…strong.” Mark drew in a shaky breath, loud enough to peel open my eyes to the reality in front of me.

“No, no, no, no, no, no. Please for God’s sake, don’t leave me like this. I need you!” I cried out, tears pooling out from my eyes.

He tightened his grip on my hand, “I’m… s...sorry I didn’t tell you earlier… about us.”

That was when I realized that he already knew that we were mates, but for how long had he known?

That didn’t matter, at least now. What mattered at this moment was getting him help. I needed to save him.

“I need to call for help. If I can call for help in time then there’s a chance—”

“No.”

“What?”

“Don’
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