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Chapter Forty-One.

Sorah's POV.

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I remain standing in shock, with eyes wide and resisting to believe the event just now. No matter how I remain to stare out the gaping hole, those crimsons don't surface and neither does his taunting presence.

"You did plead you wanted him to go away."

A voice chimes into my mind and I make a turn to see Dyrean walking up to me casually. He's so repaired now that it's hard to believe he was a participant in the scuffle minutes ago.

Stella makes a frown at me, also stepping up to meet me as she disregards, "You can't possibly feel sympathy for that thing, do you? I won't let you be hypnotized by his scheming again."

His scheming...is that why I keep defying my resolve and hastening to him like an idiot from the slight weakness he demonstrates?

His parting words repeat across my mind, in its echoes, crumpling my heart bitterly. It's a painful realization that I might truly be handicapped without him.

"How you've come to feel so deeply for Andreas is beyond me, Lady Sora
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