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77. BEGGING DEATH

Penulis: Tema G.M
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-02-14 00:11:38

I drifted into consciousness, every part of my body aching. My eyes were swollen and burning. Rubbing them only made it worse. My head was pounding, a groan escaping my lips as I pushed up from the awkward position I was in.

‘What happened?’ I pressed my hand to the side of my head as if that would make it hurt less.

I turned, the room so dark. I pushed forward to turn on the side lamp. I was still in my clothes, I must have passed out.

Then it hit and I turned so fast my waist nearly snapped into half. Wild eyes scanned the bed. My heart stopped and I swear I died for a second as my eyes lay on bed. Blue had fallen over from the position I had sat him in. He lay on his stomach. I jumped and picked him up only to gasp, his body burning hot. He was as light as a paper and as I turned him, I found his face red, eyes closed, a trail of tears left on his cheeks.

“Blue?” I placed my hand on his chest and shook, getting no response.

No.

No.

No.

He was too light, his head rolling bac
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oh don't leave me hanging like this! This book has me hooked. why doesn't her husband get their own place. he's got the money.
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