Chapter 132
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Avery's pov
The fear and love in Xade's voice intertwine into a current that nearly drowned me. The desperation in his tone as he begged me to not leave him made my heart clench.
I would never. I would never leave him. 11 would never dream of it.
As he continues to tell me about our past. I can't help but smile sleepily. The pain from the mark flares up, scorching and tormenting. however, I know I would choose to go through this again and again as long as it was for Xade Archer.
He'd burn the world for me. He told me so many times.
He loves me more than his own life. He re- minds me all the time.
But what he doesn't know yet is that I'd burn the world for him too and I love him more than my own life.
The love I have for him had been pure at the start, a love that could never vanish and would. stick through thick and thin. Right now we were going through the thick part but I had hope that we'd soon pull on the thin threads.
We had to. Our story could not end like this. 1 refuse to believe our story will end this way. We were fated, God fated us. Our fate wasn't done yet, our story wasn't finished. It can't be. It just can't.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.
My limbs weaken, my bones grow stiff. The searing pain rolled through my body like waves and adjusting to them seem impossible. Exhaustion was quickly clutching me with its unwanted fingers and I let it, unable to hold on any longer.
The soft hum of his words were the last I heard before I am pulled into darkness, a break from the burning pain from seconds before. Here it was more peaceful and less hot. Less torment- ing. Here I can imagine my future. Our future.
Our baby.
His words, his plea for me to never leave him and fight seared through me even in the quiet- ness of my dreams. I had to, I had to fight. I promised him and I promised our baby. I had to. Our story can't end. I refuse to make it end.
Xade's pov
These are not the words I wanted to hear right now. Frustration swam in me and I glared at Dad. "I thought you knew how to fix this!?" I hissed and his gaze harden into one that told me to tread lightly.
There are things beyond my control," his eyes narrowed angrily.
*Perhaps if you had told me everything at the beginning, we would have more time to figure things out before it got to this point.
His words are harsh but true. This was my fault for putting everything on my shoulder and thinking I had everything under control. 1 had caused it and it was time I face the reality I had caused.
I looked away from him and looked down at Avery, my heart in my throat." There must be a way." I whispered. There must be a way to save her from this pain. I could no longer bear to see her suffer. It was too much.
She has suffered too much.
Mom's hand is still gently brushing against Avery's forehead, shaky and unsteady, her eyes teary. She looks at me then dad and some-thing flashes in her eyes. It's gone to soon be- fore I could catch it.
"There-
Mom's words are cut off when Avery groans loud, her body jerking into mine as she gasp. Avery?!" I wrapped my arms around her small body, holding her in desperation as her body tense with pain.
Her pain cries tore through my gut like a knife, searing deeper until I know I will be scarred for life." Avery baby." My voice tears with worry and pain.
She moans and her hand reach up to the mark on, her nails managing to scratch the already red and inflamed skin before I could stop her."
It burns," she whimpers when I grab her wrist and pull her hand away.
"It burns so much," she gasped in pain, face burying closer to my chest. It feels like a hand with claws had wrapped around my heart and squeezed tight as her whimpers grow more strained with suffering.
And when my eyes fall to her neck that same throbbing organ sinks into my gut when I ze- roed in on her mark. She had managed to draw out blood from her assault, however the blood was not crimson but....black.