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“You’re not going to last much longer, sweetheart.” I can feel his warm breath against my ear, but his words sound muddled and far away.

My chest seizes from my lungs being full of water, I cannot inhale, and even with my eyes closed, I can still feel the room spin around me.

I want to go to sleep.

I want to not feel anymore.

Everything hurts and aches.

Emric’s fingers clasp onto my cheeks and tows my face around to his. “Don’t pass out on me now, or we’ll start with something else.”

Doesn’t matter.

The weight of my head becomes too heavy and slacks in his grip. I can hear my faltering breaths through my parted lips. Emric’s body is starting to become a crutch to keep me upright, but I could care less if he lets me crash to the floor.

Maybe it’ll give me some peace.

Warm lips clasp around my bottom one, gently stretching it downward.

It happens again as Emric’s hand holds the back of my head. My forehead presses into another’s, and I know whose it is before his mouth coaxes mine to move.

I can’t, I’m void from all movement of life right now.

I guess he wants to be my last anything before I pass on from this way of life and into the next.

“C’mon, sweetheart,” he asserts smoothly, the pads of his fingers swiping away locks of my hair. “You don’t want to go brain dead for life, do you? There’s light at the end of the tunnel.”

His warm palm against the icy remains of the water on my cheek has my body mindlessly inching closer to his.

I’m freezing.

I can hardly feel my lower half anymore, and I’m so exhausted.

I just want to sleep.

“Why did you try to kill my sister?” The menace in his voice is gone, but it doesn’t halt the alarm system in my brain.

His sister.

Not that attempting to murder anyone is a good thing but a family member...now I can see why he’s so desperate for feedback.

Why he isn’t sorry for tormenting me.

I can definitely determine how this is going to go if I was in any sort of denial before.

He will burn this city to the ground to obtain what he needs. His fake promise is nothing but a fool’s dream.

I’m just a chess piece for him to get closer to his goal.

Except he has the wrong pawn.

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