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•Chapter 27• I'm weak when it comes to you.
•Sebastian POV•
Small steps were all I could manage as I followed the guards. In my terrified mind, every breath of wind was as loud as a blood-curdling scream. I saw a couple of the guards standing in a circle.
They looked my way and stepped aside immediately. My eyes fell on the figure laying on the floor. Several long strides brought me to her side. My mind stopped working the second I saw her crumpled onto the floor like she wasn't even alive. I suddenly felt light-headed and a bit disoriented. My mind began buzzing with the voices. I whipped a sweat from my brow, trying to block the memory of what happened between us last night.
I made her like this... I was the reason she looked almost dead. This is what I wanted, isn't it? I wanted her to be miserable... I wanted her to lose the will to live just like she did to me but now watching her like this made me even more miserable. This should make me satisfied! I should be delighted watching her l
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