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Chapter 8 - Angels Or Demons?

Marina

For the first time in ages, I end up dreaming about John. He is running away from me, and I'm chasing him. Laughter erupts from his throat.

"What's the matter?" He stops briefly to flash me his teeth. Somewhere deep inside, I know he shouldn't be this young. Neither should he be a human. "Can't catch me?"

"Wait!" I'm panting as I pass trees while squinting at the sun. "Stop running!"

"I'm not running. I'm right here, sourpuss,"

Tear-stained cheeks and shaky hands; that's how I wake up. It's bright outside, not super bright since canopies are blocking out the sun, but the light is still way intenser than any light found under the mountain.

My mum always used to describe the sun as life. But even if the light is beautiful, it burns like a thousand spread fires over my eyelids.

Bothered by the light, I sit up with a building headache, freezing in motion when I spot Beast pulling down his pants further away.

What is he doing

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