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Chapter twelve

VALERIAN’S POV

Storming out of the room in anger, and rage, as I'd never felt before, was coursing through my veins and I needed an outlet. I can't believe she said that, over my dead body would I allow her to be taken back to those bastards? My hands clenched and unclenched in anger.

Spinning my gaze landed on a chair beside the wall -the same chair I'd use in waiting for her to come out of the induced coma- and I stalked over angrily flipping through the room. It hit the wall with a loud crash, scattering to pieces when it hit the ground.

A nurse came rushing into the hallway no doubt wondering what the ruckus is all about, the moment she saw me and the remnants of the chair, she hightailed it just as fast as she came back out of the room.

I guess she was afraid of me.

I sigh, rubbing a hand over my face still pacing.

I'm worried I may have scared her inside but I can't bring myself to calm down and go back in.

The display of violence I did in her room didn't endear me to her mor
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