Chapter Thirty eight

Charia's Pov

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Three days. Deadline off. No Zara and Ice in sight. Alpha Ryder was still alive. Mission failed. Death approached me.

My heart was heavy and full of woe, and I felt like giving up soon. My eyes cast down, and I felt so lost, so alone. I had been running for miles, but still felt like I had not grown.

I thought of all the pain and sorrow, the battles I had fought. I felt like I was losing, and my spirit had been caught.

I wished I could just end it and I would. I would die by the dagger of my own hands.

As I placed the dagger at the tip of my stomach, tears rolled down my cheeks, I was a disappointment to everyone and there was no point in living. I closed my eyes and pressed the dagger further, I never knew it was so sharp but I didn't stop, I groaned in pain and pushed it further. I feel the dagger tear my skin as blood gushed out of my body. I looked down at my stomach and see blood, I panicked. I couldn't go further, not with what I was seeing. I was i