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Chapter One hundred and Seventeen

Marc's POV

"If you don't listen to me, Harlow dies..." She said to me,

Harlow? My heart skipped a beat at the sound of the name, and I was frozen in time with my eyes glued to her face, and my heart racing at the thoughts of her words.

What had suddenly happened to me was what I could not fathom. It was as though there was a certain fear that gripped me, one which almost caused me to run out of breath, and also have sweat drops suddenly rolling down my face.

Her name stirred inside of me a feeling I had never experienced, and a reminisce of her face and features which seemed to have been wiped off by the troubles that came with my position.

My knees were weakened, and it only took the strength of the gods to remain on my feet and stable. I looked away from her, looking aside as I thought of Harlow. My beloved was out there, somewhere, while I remained here, drowning in thoughts of her voice and the feel of her skin against mine.

But while I was lost in my train of thoughts, I could
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