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Chapter 56: I Feed You Because I Love You

Autor: Odion hope
last update Fecha de publicación: 2025-09-22 23:45:18

The door slammed shut with a loud bang. The sound echoed through the long dining hall, reminding one of a coffin lid being closed.

Camela jumped and gripped Vincent's arm tighter. His fire flickered on the walls, but here, the heat felt strangely subdued, as though the very air was trying to silence him.

At the head of the lengthy table sat the other Camela, who smiled at them. Her silk gown shone bright white, not torn or bloodied but perfect, while the crown on her head sparkled as if it wer
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    Camela’s fingers trembled around the key that Vincent had forced into her palm. The gold luster felt cold and heavy in her hand.Vincent’s voice echoed from the doorway. “You have a choice,” he said. “Free them all… or break the mirror and bury their names forever.”Camela swallowed hard. “You want me to choose death for them… or erase them?”Vincent’s smile was tight. “It’s your choice.”Leaning against the doorframe, Vincent added, “Take your time.”Camela’s pulse thundered in her ears. She didn’t trust him, but she clung to one hope: maybe they weren’t all goneBacking toward the wall, she tried to turn the doorknob—it was locked. “I want out,” she stated, her voice soft but determined.Vincent shook his head. “No way out until you make a choice.”In desperation, Camela slammed her shoulder into the wall. Pain shot through her collarbone, and to her surprise, the panel behind her shifted.She gasped.A hidden corridor opened—dark, dusty, and silent.Knee-jerkingly, Camela jerked ba

  • Until The Last Day   Chapter 1: Flight

    Rain hit the trees hard.Rain pounded the forest. Trees bent and groaned in the wind. Wind howled like wolves in the night.Camela ran.She just ran—barefoot, breathless, and terrified.Her white wedding dress clung to her legs, soaked and heavy. Tore on every branch, the lace catching like claws. Her bare feet sank into the mud, bled from thorns and sharp stones. The cold bit at her skin, and branches whipped at her face. Her lungs burned. Her breath came in short, sharp gasps. But she didn’t stop.Behind her, footsteps crashed through the trees. Voices shouted behind her.“Find her! She couldn’t have gotten far!”Camela didn’t look back. She couldn’t. If she did, she might freeze and if she froze—she’d be caught.“No,” she whispered. “Keep going. Keep going.”The woods around her were dark. The trees looked the same in every direction. Her veil had been torn off miles ago. Her legs were bleeding, her ribs ached and her heart felt like it might burst but she didn’t stop.Just that m

  • Until The Last Day   CHAPTER 2: Facade

    Rain slapped the windshield harder. Camela couldn’t stop shaking. Her hands gripped the edge of the backseat tightly. Her dress was soaked, her bare feet were numb.“Is he still following?” she askedThe woman driving—Cynthia, she had introduced herself—checked the mirror. “No sign of him now.”Camela turned, her heart pounding. There was nothing but a dark road behind them.“He was there,” she whispered. “I saw him.”Cynthia’s voice remained calm. “You’re safe now.”“No, I’m not,” Camela replied. “Not with him out there.”The phone buzzed again in her lap.Unknown caller.Camela didn’t answer.Cynthia’s eyes flicked to the phone. “Do you want me to throw it out the window?”Camela remained silent. Instead, she opened the door just a little and tossed the phone out into the storm.Cynthia nodded. “Good girl.”But Camela didn’t feel good. She felt like prey.They arrived at a small-town police station, where a single streetlight flickered above the building. Cynthia opened Camela’s doo

  • Until The Last Day   Chapter 3: Names that burn

    The envelope was waiting on the floor when Camela woke up. She didn’t hear anyone knock, nor footsteps. Just silence, and this white envelope staring up at her. It hadn't been there the night before. Slowly, she bent down and picked it up with shaky fingers.There was no stamp, no return address, and no seal. Only two words were written in perfect handwriting across the front: “Camela Castellano”Her fingers trembled. She almost dropped it. “No,” she said out loud.She tore it open. Inside was one line, written in blood-red ink:“You wear my name like it’s poison. But it’s the only thing keeping you alive.”Her chest tightened, and her palms began to sweat. She whispered, “He knows where I am.”Camela paced the room in panic and fear. Just then, Cynthia came in, locking the door behind her.“What’s wrong?” Cynthia asked.“You didn’t open the door for anyone, right?”“No,” Camela replied. “But someone still got in.”Camela handed Cynthia the envelope. Cynthia’s jaw tightened as she

  • Until The Last Day   Chapter 4: The price of power

    “I want to see him,” Camela snapped.“No,” Cynthia replied, blocking the heavy wooden door. “You’re not ready.”“I’m not asking you.” Camela shoved past her and stormed into the Mayor’s office.That morning, Camela had gone to visit her father at his office. He looked up from his desk, like he’d seen a ghost.“Camela…” he began.“Don’t say my name like that,” she hissed. “Like you didn’t sell me.”“I didn’t have a choice.”“You always had a choice!” she shouted. “You chose yourself!”He stood up. “I made that deal to protect this city.”She laughed bitterly. “From who? Him?”Her voice cracked. “Or was it to protect your seat?”Silence filled the room Cynthia walked in, sensing the tension. “We need to go. Now.”“Not yet,” Camela said, never taking her eyes off her father. “Tell me the truth.”The Mayor lowered his voice. “Vincent owns everything. The police. The judges. The press. You don’t cross the Castellanos. You don’t say no.”Camela blinked. “So you gave me up because you were

  • Until The Last Day   Chapter 5: The bride they bought

    The power went out. Camela and Cynthia ran through the small house. Camela hurriedly tossed clothes into a backpack while Cynthia checked every shadow, vent, and window. Suddenly Camela froze. “That was him, wasn’t it?”Cynthia cursed under her breath. “He’s playing with us.”A sound echoed from beneath the floor like dragging wood.Cynthia squatted down, lifting a rug in the living room. Underneath, she discovered a trapdoor.Camela’s stomach flipped. “That’s… that wasn’t there before.”“It was always there,” Cynthia said. “We just didn’t see it.”Cynthia opened the door slowly. A metal ladder led into pitch blackness.“He’s using tunnels.”They climbed down, their flashlights cutting through thick dust.It was a crawlspace—tight, dark, silent.“Where does it go?” Camela whispered.“Could be anywhere,” Cynthia replied. “This house used to belong to a judge. Vincent must’ve had it built.”Camela’s light hit something scratched into the wall—her name.**Camela Siegel** **Mine. Mine.

  • Until The Last Day   Chapter 97: No One Believes the Girl

    The river swallowed her whole, and it felt cold and overwhelming. Camela’s body twisted as though the water had hands itself. Her lungs cried out in agony. Each time she attempted to breathe, the current forced icy blackness into her throat. She flailed her arms, trying to grab hold of Vincent or

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  • Until The Last Day   Chapter 96: The Foxes Circle

    The grass rustled beneath the weight of their paws. Camela felt her heart pounding as the first fox approached her, its orange-red fur shimmering faintly in the moonlight. Another one appeared, then another and soon there were more until the whole field seemed alive with silent watchers, circling

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  • Until The Last Day   Chapter 98: New Name, Old Wounds

    Teeth dug into her neck. Camela gasped, unable to scream as fear gripped her chest. Instead of ripping her flesh off, the jaws just pressed her down—hard and unyielding, holding her in place. She felt hot breath scorched her skin while cold saliva ran down her neck. Desperately, she clawed at the

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  • Until The Last Day   Chapter 100: Kill the Silence

    The earth still trembled from her father’s laughter. Camela gripped Vincent’s arm tightly, her blind eyes wide open and her chest burning where the scar glimmered. Her lips quivered, but she was too scared to say anything. Since she had accepted the bargain, every word that came out of her mouth e

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