LILY WINTERSONG POV-“I am here, with you” Those were the last words I heard before I drifted into the shadows of unconsciousness. His words clung at me like a stubborn flame, refusing to die out.I groaned at his stubbornness. I knew those words were a promise and Promises like his always sound sweet, but they wither into nothing at the end of the day.A sudden shuttling noise woke me up. My eyes fluttered open, and there he was- holding me as if I was something fragile, curled against his chest like a child hiding from the darkness. It was something I hated the most, a feeling of comfort. I may be here today safe but I have no idea what will happen tomorrow. His breath brushed my forehead, warm and steady , while my own heartbeat thundered in rebellion. Gosh!! I feel pity for myself. He did say he would stay, but nowhere in my imagination did that mean cocooning me in his arms. What kind of madness is this? I had to get away from this man. This situation is just unacceptable.I tr
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