Time had stopped moving. It had become a weapon. A merciless instrument of torture. Every time I looked down at the woman lying in my arms, I felt the wall around my chest crack wider, my heart breaking apart piece by piece. Bloom had begun this cursed journey breathing steadily, as though she were caught in a deep, peaceful sleep. But as the minutes passed, that calm disappeared. In its place came something that dragged my soul deeper into darkness with every passing second.Her eyes remained closed, but her lashes trembled constantly. Her face had gone deathly pale, every line of it twisted with raw, unmistakable pain. I held her frozen body tightly with both arms. The old version of me—the one who had always been afraid of hurting her—was long gone. Now Axel was roaring inside me, clawing at the walls of my mind, tearing at his restraints until helplessness turned him into something feral. It took e
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