Chapter 36
Thirty-Six
Felix
Felix never really believed in Anawn. But the only way he could describe what he was seeing was an angel. His angel. Avery.
His vision went in and out as he looked at her fading away. God, she is so beautiful.
Pain laced every breath he took, but it was eased by even just the sight of her. He wished he could pause time, just so he could have this moment just a little bit longer. To look at her, to hold her, to love her.
What a cruel world this is, to rip love from him just when he had found it.
Maybe in the next life, little witch.
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