RUNEIt was final. I did not want to see Marcella. Not even a glimpse of her. The days passed by. One, then two, and before I knew it, it was three. By day four, I had a visitor. Xavier stormed into my hospital room, dragging Marcella in with him. I was by the window, watching the day go by without a care in the world. Well, that was until I turned and saw them. “What is this?” I asked, my eyes narrowing as I scanned Marcella. She looked…okay. I don’t know what I was expecting, but she was fine. I found myself checking for any injuries, and I found none. She yanked her arm back from Xavier’s hold, her eyes flashing with anger and disgust. “Let go of me!” She yelled, her hair flying as she tried and tried to get loose. Xavier held on, his grip crushing. It made me wince, just how tightly he was holding her. “Undo it,” he hissed, tossing her forward. “Now.”Marcella tripped. I moved, my arms reaching out for her. Thankfully I caught myself in time, hiding my hands behind me. She c
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