I was picking up some herbs from the forest and laying them in my basket, when I felt a blade pressed against my throat. The basket I was holding with all the herbs and flowers crashed to the ground. Panic flooded my limbs, and I stood at the spot terrified. I tried to struggle against the attacker, but then they pressed it tighter to my neck.“Please,” I whispered, my voice barely audible against the roar of my heartbeat sounding in my ears.“You witch,” a voice snarled, cutting through the air like ice. I recognized the voice instantly. My limbs went slack.“I haven’t done anything wrong,” my voice came out like a squeak, eyes wet with tears.Marcus’s laugh was as cold as steel. “You killed my mother. And now that she is dead, you will die too.”His words made me gasp. She died? I tried to save her. Damn, I did all I could to save her, and yet she died.“I didn’t kill her,” I coughed, the blade pressed viciously against my skin making it harder for me to breathe. “I tried to help he
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