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CHAPTER EIGHTY-TWO

Myra's Pov

I felt my face fall and my heart rise. As I squinted at the man with dark hair now flowing and a scar that showed abundance of brawn more than brain.

"What are you saying?..." I asked, confused. "I don't understand, wha-what are you?"

"I am friends and family..." he answered immediately. "I am here for you, not them." he said pointing at Elora.

"What do you want with me?" I asked, shaking.

"Your assistance..." he replied, slowly.

He stood up again now, stretching as he did, then clasped both hands on his waist facing me.

"Why do you think I haven't killed you?" he laughed. "You think I'm lonely and need a conversation?" he chuckled.

"No!..." he asserted. "You're alive because you're important, and your existence is necessary for my plans..."

"Wh-what plans?" I asked, out of breath.

"You'll find out soon enough..." he answered. "But I first need you to understand I am more to you than an acquaintance, or as you think; a murderer..." he explained.

"Your mother shielded you fo
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