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Esmeralda's POV

My head was aching and my nose was assaulted by the pungent smell of pee. I didn't know if it was the cement or that the cell was just built a few feet away from where the pee was smelling from but whatever it was I hated it.

The surface I was laying on wasn't wet and with my head on the surface, I was certain that the smell was not coming from the room but it was from outside.

I laid there, I was hungry. I was very hungry. I could guess that I had been laying there all day. My head was aching and my back had turned stiff. I wanted to walk but I was too tired to even stand up. I was too tired to think.

My breathing was getting very slow and consciousness was drifting from me.

Thoughts of Killian floated into my head. It seemed to be my dying moment and he was the only thing on my mind. In my last hours I still loved him.

I couldn't breathe and it was all my fault. If I had decided to leave earlier when Killian told me to, I wouldn't have been here.

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