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Chapter Fifty-Four

Lisha POV

My lips curl in disgust when I see Theo lying in bed; the bastard is barely clinging to life. He must know his dying, but he is still fighting with what little life force he has left inside his weak, frail body. For fucks sake, why can't he die already?

The room smells like death; Xavier grabbed hold of my arm when I moved closer to the bed. Theo’s skin is feverish, sweat beads on every inch of his body, and his hair is soaking wet, clinging to his scalp. I shake Xavier's hold on me off, pick up the pillow Theo isn't using, and walk calmly to the other side of the bed. Theo’s eyes flutter open, but his too far gone to recognize me. I arch a brow looking over my shoulder at Xavier and whisper,

“Is there any way we can make him suffer just a little longer?”

Xavier shakes his head impatiently, takes the pillow off me, and covers Theo’s face. Theo is too far gone to put up much of a fight; I lean over him, listening to his chest as he slowly dies; his heart thuds once, tw
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