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Lexi cried as she kept Emily's head on her laps. More blood gurgled out of her mouth and bathed Lexi's face. Emily smiled weakly at her then turned her head to face her killer. Despite the fact, she was on the verge of death, she smiled, evilly like she was telling him this isn't over yet. A gesture that Lexi hadn't seen. She then closed her eyes and took her last breath.... "No!" Lexi screamed. "Come back! Please don't go...please..." Lexi couldn't believe her eyes.

Agatha gasped, her protective instincts violently flaring as she caught Lexie’s collapsing body before she could hit the hard floor. Lexie’s head fell heavily against Agatha’s shoulder, her breathing shallow and dangerously hot. The simple cough from the dressing room had officially caught up to her, and the raw emotion of the kiss had finally broken her remaining strength.

Davina's POV: The air in the hospital room was thick with the scent of antiseptic and unspoken grief. I sat by Lexi’s bedside, holding her hand. Her chest rose and fell in shallow, sedated breaths—a heartbreakingly fragile sight. The doctor's final, clinical words about the termination of the pregnancy kept looping in my mind, the clinical term obscuring the horror of Dexter's final, savage act.

I said, scratching the rugged stubbles that were slowly appearing on my square jaw. Lexie shook her head and sighed. I noticed she cradled her hot cup closer to her chest. She didn’t have to tell me why she refused to leave. It was written on her face—pain and longing. But I didn’t understand why. “Lex, Julie died. Don’t you think it’s time to move on?”

God, I want to wail and rage and crumple into a ball of nothingness. Ethan draws back. His face falls from apologetic to sympathetic. “I really am sorry for your loss.” He says sadly, then makes his way out of the room. Luke follows, and then it’s just me and Wilma. And Lexie’s dead body. Wilma crouches down and plucks the paper out of her hand. “Rigor mortis has already set in.” She mutters to herself like mental note, and hands over the paper to me.

"Caleb, you spilled Mom's ashes! Can you really call yourself a human?" Caleb was about to respond, but his phone rang just then. His expression changed slightly after he answered the call. "Don't worry, Lexie. I'll be right there." I shouted hysterically, "Don't you dare leave now, Caleb Wright!" I had never used such a harsh tone during our previous arguments. Caleb glanced over his shoulder at me. After a while, he tried to explain. "Lexie crashed into the car in front of hers while driving. I need to go and check her condition."

I glanced at the screen and felt my blood run cold. "What is it?" Lexi asked, noticing my expression. I looked up from the phone, my eyes meeting hers. "We need to leave. Now." "Why? What's wrong?" I grabbed her hand, already moving toward the exit. "Victor Kane is dead." The words hung between us as we reached the elevator. As the doors closed, I saw Lexi's face pale in the reflection. "Dead how?" She whispered, eyeing me suspiciously. “You think I killed him?” I snapped.

she added flippantly as an afterthought. Greyson hovered awkwardly for a few minutes as he rubbed his neck sheepishly before mumbling his goodbye and turning abruptly, stalking towards the door. Lexi watched him leave with a furious fire burning bright in her eyes, but silently, her heart was breaking to watch him leave. She bit her lip to stop herself from crying and before she could stop herself she found herself calling out to his retreating back. "Don't you dare fucking die!" She yelled as he turned and smirked at her.

He aimed high and pulled the trigger, shooting Blake in the face. Blake’s body fell back and landed on the soggy ground. “God!” Lexi cried. Her body trembled. Her courage had left her. She was a dead woman walking. Troy wasn’t stupid. He didn’t want anyone identifying him. Troy turned to her. Rain water ran down his angled features. His curly blond hair was drenched from the rain. He stepped closer to her. A tear left Lexi’s eye. This was it. She was going to die. But, she wasn’t going to go out begging. She willed herself to stare Troy in the face.

“I don’t know if I can carry on if you are gone.” Her fingers still did not move. I lowkey expected it to, like I saw in the movies. The door burst open, guards spilling inside with the pack doctor trailing behind, carrying his worn leather satchel. He looked at Lexi and froze, his eyes wide, before hurrying to the bed. “What happened?” he demanded, already setting his bag on the floor. “She just, she ate a little and she made a toast and was about to say something and she just collapsed,” I said quickly, my words tumbling out, frantic. “She coughed up blood. Fix her. Do something!”