CHAPTER 31 - MAVE
The pain burned deep in her chest, even until now. Mave couldn’t remember the last time she had this kind of hurting—it could be from the death of Rakim, or the death of her family … but this one felt so different … so new … and the worst pain she’d ever dealt with. How could she trust that beast? She became more stupid than ever. She should’ve known his identity the first time she saw his golden eyes. It’d been stated in a lot of books in Librad. How could she forget? This damn feeling she had for him … only shattered her more. That night when she witnessed how he became a monster … the same monster that burned her village—her world stopped and grew darker and darker and darker. She hadn’t even noticed the fire he blasted anymore. She only saw a raging beast … a liar … a devil. Those
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