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“It’s okay, I’ve got you…” he trails off, “I’ve got you,” his arms wrap around me, and we don’t move. He just holds me tight as his shirt absorbs my tears.

CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR

XAVIER

THREE DAYS TO GO

Sitting in my office, pictures flick across my computer screen and I see one of Amora that makes my chest tight and my heart ache.

She is three.

Sitting on a beach with a sandcastle. Her wild, red curly hair tumbles to her shoulders, her big eyes wide and full of adventure and excitement and the most beautiful smile on her face.

I tap my finger to my lips, my eyes welling as I remember the holiday well.

And that’s when it hits me.

I have royally fucked up.

CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE

TITUS

TWO DAYS TO GO

I haven’t slept.

My eyes red rimmed and dry and as much I feel exhausted, sleep doesn’t come. I lay awake, eyes pinned to the ceiling in constant fear that he is going to hurt her. I didn’t let her out of my sight, and she is safe sleeping in my arms, her head on my chest and her soft snores fill the room.

Resting my arm over her, I pull her closer to me and hold her a little tighter into my chest. My heart shatters deep inside of my ribcage at the thought of how close I am to losing her, to losing both of them.

Fuck.

She is carrying my baby, a perfect mix of the both of us but in two days I lose them both.

I never knew I wanted another child until this happened. Until her. But yet, I’ll never get to be a father again all because of this fucked up situation I seem to have gotten myself completely tangled in.

The job was to protect her.

But I became infatuated with her, falling helplessly in love.

I was and will always be irrevocably in love with her. In this life, in my next and so on. My life changed the moment our eyes met in her father’s office and our souls blazed with adoration for one another, entwining and tying us together in an infinite bond that would never be broken. Even in death, we would find each other until our souls are born to earth once more to begin their search for each other.

We were an everlasting love.

This just wasn’t our time.

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AMORA

I stir, everything aches, and I know it’s because of how Wolfe handled me yesterday. My knees are bruised and grazed, my scalp is on fire and aches and my body feels like it’s been hit by a freight train. Just as I am about to panic, I hear the steadiness of Titus’ heartbeat under his skin that is softly singing in my ear. Pushing myself up slowly, I wince because the way my muscles radiate pain with each little move.

A small smile creeps onto my lips when I see Titus sitting upright, his eyes closed, and I am desperate to see them in all their beauty. He looks so peaceful and as much as I want to wake him up, I won’t.

I gently try to move back but his arm that is wrapped round me tightens and that’s when I see his eyelids flutter, his crystal blues landing on mine and my heart skips a couple of beats and my soul is soaring as I feel the connection ignite deep inside of me causing a catalyst of feelings to consume me whole.

“Morning Twilight,” the grouchy rasp of his voice makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up and my skin pebble.

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