Chapter 40 Cursed

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  Esme's P.O.V.   His face says it all.   The only emotion visible in his eyes was anger.   He hates me.   Merverlan frantically stomped towards me. His fists are hard and tightly enclosed. I gasped as soon as he finally gets his hand gripped on the collar of my shirt. I looked at him emotionlessly. I don't know if I'm just hallucinating but I see tears in the corner of his eyes.   "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" he screamed on the top of his lungs. I felt my heart skipped a beat from the pitch of his tone.   He's not even trying to calm himself down. He's just letting his emotions pour down on me like a destructive tsunami.   "YOU KILLED MY CHILD, YOU MURDERER!"   I felt a thousand sharp knives stabbing my chest multiple times from what he said.   How is he speaking like he's the only one

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