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CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

Myra's POV

I remained at Noah's bedside, my heart aching with worry and fear. His still form seemed so fragile, and I couldn't bear the thought of losing him. I leaned closer to him, my voice filled with desperation as I whispered his name over and over.

"Noah, please, wake up," I pleaded, my voice trembling. "I miss you so much. You have to come back to me."

I could not let the shadows of my past win. Noah was all I had left in this world, and if he died then I would follow closely too.

"You have to stay strong for me," I whispered, as I leaned over him and our foreheads touched. "You have to stay strong, my mate. Wake up, please."

His chest rose and fell faintly, but there was no other response from him. My fingers trembled as I reached out to touch his cheek, willing him to stir. My mate, my love, I couldn't lose him like this.

As long as he was unconscious, then I knew I had no chance. That vicious man and his ruthless wife would find out soon enough that I had escaped from the du
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