"If even you believe I'm wrong, I see no reason to stop now."Yerick was alone.Not even Yaslyn, the one he cherished most, ever truly understood him. Yerick could not quite put his finger on the feeling. It was a mix of heartbreak, despair, and a growing sense of hopelessness about Yaslyn."I might have let you go," Yerick whispered, the knife handle caressing her cheek, his tone soft but his words like daggers. "Your words cut me deep, Yaslyn. You don't deserve my love."Alarm bells rang in Yaslyn's head.In a heartbeat, Yerick's knife slashed the air as he aimed toward her face.She was quick, having sensed his odd behavior, and managed to pull back. However, his tight grip meant she could not escape a scratch.A crimson line bloomed on Yaslyn's cheek, and blood seeped out of the wound.Xoan's heart twisted with dread. "Yerick, don't do something you'll regret, or I swear, you'll answer to me!"Xoan's heart ached at the sight of Yaslyn's wound."Oh, does it hurt to see her
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