Dying for His Lover
It was pure coincidence—or perhaps some twisted stroke of fate—that I happened to be passing by when Kevin Ford was ambushed by his enemies. He would have died right there if I hadn't saved him.
After that day, he claimed he had fallen hopelessly in love with me.
He said it in the quietest hours of the night, when our limbs were tangled beneath the sheets, "I can't live without you."
Within three months, he proposed.
The entire Raellere City's elite was scandalized. They said I must have bewitched him, brewed some kind of love potion.
But one day, I stood just outside the door—silent, unseen—while the truth unraveled on the other side.
"I have too many enemies," he said. "I can't let A
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