SARA’S POV I whimpered, dragging in a breath, as a thousand needles tore at every inch of my body, and yet, my heart hurt even more. A sob tore through my throat as strong arms held me close. “Please live, live for me little Angel, and I swear on my life, this is the last time you would ever feel pain, I’ll die first before I let you suffer again,” a deep masculine voice whispered to me, as he rocked me back and forth in his arms. I wanted to laugh. This man did not know my middle name was pain. I would always feel pain. I brushed my hand lower, feeling the sticky goo that had been applied on my wound, but when I bent to look at it, he caught my chin in his hand, tilting my head up till I was staring at the most dangerously fearsome man I had ever encountered – yet there was tenderness in his eyes.“Don’t look at it little Love. Look at me instead, and please, promise me that you’ll fight this, promise me that you’ll live.”I sucked in a breath. The tenderness in his touch tore a
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