POV: SEBASTIAN"Master, this isn't right. It's too early to make this plan for her." Andrew's voice barely registered as I stared into the darkness of the night, my mind consumed by thoughts of her, of Melisa. My fingers tightened around the armrest, my grip like a vice."No, Andrew. I can't wait anymore." My voice came out raw, tight with frustration. "Every night, every day, I lay awake, haunted by thoughts of her. She's alone, and that... that means someone else could take her from me. I won't let that happen." I paced the room, unable to contain the storm raging inside me. The obsession, the need to possess her, to make her mine—completely, utterly mine—gnawed at my insides. She was so close, so within reach, but not close enough. Not yet."Not even God," I muttered, my breath steady despite the fury boiling inside me, "can take my Melisa from me. No one can stop me. No one." The words burned through me like fire, every syllable an affirmation of my intent. The plan was set. There
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