Laurent's POV“Don't kill me, Don't kill me Alphonso, please don't –” She whimpered, and sobbed.I heard that familiar voice say as she struggled. I wasn't sure what I was hearing but then I could tell that I knew that voice. It was distant, coming up like a whisper but it wasn't sure. For a moment I have forgotten that I was sleeping with someone in the room. I thought I was in my own room sleeping on my bed so there was no need for me to be hearing another voice in my head until I felt the heat's next to me, that was when I opened my eyes and realized that she was burning up, sweating profusely while clutching tightly against the sheet trying to struggle with herself. She was already inflicting pains on her body by scratching her soft delicate skin.I was dumbfounded, that was the last thing that I expected to see. When I first saw Maeve I had seen her as the bruised, broken and battered woman. But I never for once considered what was the reason for it, and why she was in my path b
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