Page 488 of The Luna Duet
“Go,” I hissed.
“But—”
“Go! Get out. Fucking LEAVE!” I roared, emotions surging, passions colliding.
She ran.
She bolted to the door and vanished, all while I tripped forward, falling to my knees as my pants wrapped around my ankles.
Fierce tears shot to my eyes as I fought with the material. Shifting onto my ass, I kicked off my only shoe, shoved the trousers off, then froze solid as I dropped my hands to my left leg.
To the mottled and ugly flesh that ended in a mottled and ugly stump.
To the prosthetic that cupped the missing limb just below my knee cap.
The prosthetic didn’t fit right, didn’t move right. It turned me into a cripple.
Vicious, vicious anger poured through me as I unbuckled the fake limb, ripped off the padding, and threw both as hard as I could into the murky mirror.
The wooden limb crashed against the mirrored wall.
The image of me shattered.
Glass rained in a thousand shards.
And all my conditioning flexed, crinkled, and tore.
A tear in the numbness.
A hole in the torment.
And for one blessed moment, I remembered.
Her.
Then.
Everything.
Neri...
I choked as my heart palpitated and forgot how to beat.
Neri...
I grunted as it continued flopping and floundering in my chest, its beat broken from what he’d done to me.
NERI!
My eyes rolled back.
My mind shut down.
I passed out cold on the carpet.
Chapter Thirty-Nine
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