CHAPTER 43: LOVE AND t*****e
ICARUS The more I tried to fight against the ropes biting into my skin, the more weakness consumed me. With heavy eyes, I watched Freya approach me and I was suddenly overcome with dread. How did the woman I love turn into this soulless monster? How fate had turned around and bit at my derrière. I had spent most of my life hunting after witches, only for me to fall in love with one. One who was after my life. As much as I wanted to lie to myself and say that there were no signs that Freya was a witch, the truth flaunted itself in my face. There was always that tiny voice whispering into my ears, telling me that Freya wasn't who she claimed to be, but I chose to ignore it, allowing our soul bond to consume me until I fell so deeply in love. I fell in love with a witch who I had killed
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