My Hatred, My Soulmate
"No, there has to be something. We can't give up now—not when we've come this far. We have to move—run—hide—anything! We didn't come this far just to fail now."
I stagger back, pressing a hand to my chest. My pulse is out of control, erratic, like my body is already surrendering, giving up before the real storm even arrives. The air feels suffocating, the weight of everything closing in on me. Everything is crumbling, slipping through my fingers.
"How did it all come to this?" I whisper, more to myself than to them. "How has everything unraveled so quickly? I thought we had more time."
Then—suddenly—Luna's eyes snap open, and a strange light dances behind them, something new, something dange
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