Chapter Seventeen

1987 Words

For those of you wanting to make banners or art works about this book, you can send them to my email so I can put it up for everyone to see your amazing work. Thank you!!! Email: augustblackheart@gmail.com   “There are wounds that never show on the body that is deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds”—Laurell K Hamilton, Mistrial’s Kiss Chaos’s P.O.V   I lay in bed conscious to everything around me yet not so conscious. I was in a half comatose state and I could feel myself changing.  Even I, am afraid of what the end result might be. It was a battle of wills that I lost the moment I found out that my mate was cheating on me. The right thing to have done was to have left but am not that kind of person. I couldn’t leave when I was responsible for the welfare of the people

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