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"You're worth being chased, Troy." "And you're also worth chasing back, Abigail." I grinned and joined Abigail in dancing to the beautiful agony of the song once more. I am unable to control my emotions on my own, and I don't want this night to end without expressing my whole love for my cherished wife. I still want to pursue my treasure till my soul soars and my body burns to ashes, even if we stopped chasing one other years ago.. Chasing her back was the best decision I've ever made in my entire life. And I have no regrets; she made me happy and gave me the unexpected love I couldn't ever imagine.

But the words are almost painful to leave my mouth. I swallow harshly and I starighten myself as I stare down the narrow path that leads back to the market. I dread going back, but I need to get my hands back on her before anyone else does. As much as I don’t want to admit it, she was not safe if she was out of reach. /Chase her! CHASE HER!!!/ Knox shouts and howls in my head and I sort of feel paralysed. /Get her hands on her!/

It was more like she met a ghost, remembering what Henry said, she took her heels and started running. Jones didn't run after her, he stayed still with a smirk and suddenly gaits towards her. Celine paused when she didn't notice him after her, panting as she leans her head against the wall. “Was that Jones? I think I lost him.” Celine was walking backward when her back hits a being. She screamed, turning around and her eyes met Jones's grin “Do you think you can run away?” he questioned moving closer to her. Celine was walking back to Ward, nodding her head in refusal.

Then she pulled away and took a step back. “Well, that was nice," she whispered. Lorenzo smiled and winked at her. "You’re driving me crazy, Red. Can we continue this somewhere more private?" “But I want to dance,” she pouted. Turning her back towards him. He watched as her hips swayed back and forth as she walked to the middle of the floor. "How about I take you to somewhere special? We could dance there," he chuckled.

A whole new level of fear enters my body as claws spring from her hands and she shouts. Before I can say anything Maximus flashes into the forest right behind her. Her head whips in his direction as she snarls at him. He smirks as she does it like the way she is acting is funny. He looks at me briefly and motions with his head for me to move as he walks toward her slowly. “Okay little one, the game of chase is over. Give me back my girl now” He says to her. “I can do what I want handsome. You gonna make me stay put” she says as she backs away from him. I rise from the floor while she is distracted and start backing further into the trees.

To myself, chasing him out like I just did might be a final farewell but I knew he was going to be back again. Might not be tomorrow, or the next day after, but I knew he was going to be back. And when he does, I didn't want to be here to be found. I have no plans set in stone, nor do I have any backup place for times like this but I was going to find one. I just have to be out of there first. That's what matters the most.

I sprinted slowly at first without looking back but I did hope she was coming behind me. “Can you slow down?!” The sound of her voice was restive and distant and when I finally looked back, she was wrestling out of her clothes. And a smirk crept to my lips as I jogged backward. It took a while for her to catch up to me but only when she did, did I increase my pace.

The sound coming from the music background seemed to fade away as I get closer to her direction and just when I was inches away from the stage, I intentionally grabbed her smooth long leg. I want this toy to play with me. As soon as my hands landed at her foreleg, the woman stepped backward and seductively made her way towards the backstage leaving me behind. What the fuck? Another woman emerged out from the other side of the room however; it was not the same as her. My hand turned into a fist. I want her bad; I will get what I want. “Where is your manager?” I shouted atop of my lungs.

I yell at her as I chase her down the road. "No," she yells back at me. "You will just take me back to my father and I am not going back there." I suddenly wish I had changed out of my dress shoes and into something more comfortable. My dress shoes are causing me to slip and slide in the mud and water that is draining alongside the road. "Would you just fucking stop for a moment?" I yell as I chase her down the road.

A split second later, she threw the doors open and ran into the amusement park, getting lost in the crowd. Mason sighed, running a hand through his hair. “We’ll talk later,” he muttered before going after her. I watched him go, my chest tight with something I couldn’t name. Left alone, I nursed my herbal tea, once again playing the events in my mind. This time, I was interrupted by Howard Whitehill. “Florence.”