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Chapter fifty three.
Pari's Pov(continuation.)
It should be me....no...no...this can't be happening.
I fall to the ground, resting his head on my thigh.
"Xavier.....Xavier." My hands shakily moves to his wound which is gushing out blood but he stops it Midway.
"I am fine." He says with a small smile,trying to get up. "It's okay."
A small sob escapes my lip as I look around. Freya is no where to be found.
Help....I need help....
God what should I do?...oh... God
Call. I should call Shelley or Jordan or maybe dad.
No, it will be too late.
"Xavier you brought a car right?" I ask taking in a deep breath.
"What do you think? I walked here?" He replies his vo
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