Chapter 30 : Death Enwrapped In Death
K I A R A ' S P. O. V Suddenly the pain is gone. The silent daunting sadness has left me, and in its place stand consuming fiery rage. I don't need hugs anymore, I need revenge. Slowly, I pull away from Tristan. He frowns at the lack of humanity within my eyes, my face. The tears have gone, only the faint tracking of them remain marred on my cheeks. I need blood. I need death. My feet carry me straight to Knox. He stared at me blankly, unwavering, pity and remorse in his eyes. I don't need his sympathy, I need his help, his expertise. "I want to see him." "Who?" Knox stupidly asked. "The bastard who kidn*pped my daughter, who stabbed the love of my life." My voice broke, the pain threatening to overcome me, but I wouldn't let it. "I need to see him, and you're gonna take me to
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