Rae The sound of the door creaking open pulled me from my restless sleep. I blinked groggily, adjusting to the dim light of the room, and my gaze landed on Von. My breath stopped. He was being dragged in by one of the guards, his face bruised and bloodied, his shirt torn and stained with sweat and dirt. “I can handle myself,” Von grumbled, dismissing the guard with a flick of his hand. His voice was hoarse, but his pride remained intact. The moment the guard left, my entire demeanor shifted. I rushed to him, my hands instinctively reaching out to support him. “Von, what the hell happened to you?” I demanded. He let out a bitter chuckle, wincing as he settled onto the chair. “I caused this,” he muttered, his swollen lip barely moving as he spoke. “I did this because of you. Because you don’t love me.” I flinched at his words, my stomach twisting in guilt. “Von, that’s not true—” “Isn’t it?” he interrupted sharply, shaking his head. “You made me believe there
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