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2022-03-01 12:07:24~Elijah~
Mental and physical torture was nothing new to me, but the despair in my heart is something I can never overcome.
As ironic as it may seem, even a creature of the night like me wasn’t invulnerable to heartache.
Aurora. My light. My better half.
I’ve tried so hard to get her out of my mind, but a stubborn heart can ruin even an immortal being like me.
“We should go.” Henry stood beside me while I watched Rory’s car leave the Richardson estate’s premises. “We got everything we came for.”
“Go and take Nolani before she kills her playmate,” I instructed. Henry replied with a sigh, not moving an inch.
We can smell it, the bl
CastielApologies for putting this book on pause, but Elijah and Rory, are back. Updates will be from Mondays to Saturdays. I hope you guys are still here. Let me know through the comment and review section. ;) xx 3.1.22.
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