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I leaned against Don’s shoulder, resting my hand on his chest.
The warmth of his arm wrapped around my waist sent a wave of reassurance through me.
Gosh, this was a man I loved too much to let anyone scare me away. Nope, I wasn’t going to let fear win.
Although, I still didn't want to lose my life. “She’s not good news, I don't understand why you're still so adamant on not involving the police.”
A pillow was on his lap, his laptop on the pillow while he did whatever business he did on it.
“I don't just want to make the public stir up. Also, it may not be good for the Silvers company. You should understand.”
But I didn't.
Maybe it's because I wasn't born to run a company, but I knew that whatever happened to the Silvers was none of my business as long as my life and marriage was safe.
“Also, don't you think the police may be a little too much?” His gaze was still fixed on the laptop.
I had to bite my lower lip to suppress the frustration crawling up me. “Well, maybe it becomes too much when she tries to attack me.”
In annoyance, I pulled from him, laying on the bed and ensuring to back him.
Must he always do something that'd make one so mad.
What on earth was with him. What was it my business about the stupid Silvers when my life was in possible danger.
“Eri.” His tone was exhausted, but I didn't care.
“I just want to sleep, please don't disturb me.”
It was just annoying how he wasn't taking this seriously.
Maybe because she wasn't posing any threat to him.
But not only was she posing a threat to my marriage, but my life also.
Did he seriously not see it to be as important as it was?
“I'm sorry.” I felt him drop his laptop on the desk beside the bed, then his figure landed beside me.
His hands snaked its way down my arms, till it found my fingers that lay just below my breast.
That small action made me feel like my skin was covered with goosebumps as I realized how there was no way I could stay annoyed at him for long.
He just had too many effects on me.
“I know this is scary for you and I know you're not giving in to her threats because of the love you have for me.” He added. “And I also know that June can be a psycho sometimes.”
“All the time.” I corrected, hearing him chortle.
“Okay, all the time,” he continued, “so I'll talk to her first thing in the morning. Let her know she should stay away from you because you're my one true love.”
“Haven't you talked to her already?” He had literally been saying he'd do that.
What was with the procrastination.
“Huh… I've just been kind of busy.”
That made me turn to him with drawn brows. “Busy?”
“But.” He quickly said before I could continue with the words in my head. “But, I'm going to meet her first thing in the morning. I promise.”
“You better.” I scoffed. “And let her know
His arms wrapped my waist. “I'll surely let her know I wouldn't leave you because of anyone. Especially not to her.”
A giggle left my when he tickled my waist, leaning closer to link our lips.
I hadn't followed him as I was having a killer period cramps.
At least the medicine Hanr bought was working well enough to ease the pain.
Especially with the little sleep I'd gotten.
And now, I just laid in bed all morning, reading a romance novel Hane had gotten, claiming it might distract me from the pain.
The fact I wasn't much of a reader (barely one) proved in the fact I hadn't passed page five.
That frustrated me because the book was obviously going to be interesting.
But then what could I do?
You can't force out what was never there.
To my surprise, the door slammed open, startling me enough to flinch.
I was even more shocked when I turned to see June sauntering in, closing the door behind her.
Her face was red in anger, with eyes equally red.
What the—?
The sight of a furious her stomping in made me sit up.
How on earth did she get in?
What the heck?
“June? How the fuck are you here?” The way my voice didn't come out shaky or expressing my fear was something I couldn't fathom.
She scurried towards me, looking ready to kill. And that only made my adrenaline pop up. “You fucking idiot.”
“How did you get in?” I jumped off the bed, standing in front of her.
The sane part of me screamed to run away. Just push her and scream for help.
But of course, the insane part told me to confront her and not act cowardly.
Well, unfortunately I decided to go with the insane part.
“Get the fuck out of my house?" I ordered, sounding so relaxed, I questioned if it was actually me speaking.
“Your house? This fucking place was supposed to be mine if you didn't come to bring your bitchy self to it.” Her veins were red and popped out of her neck.
“It's not my fault you left your wedding.” I reminded, hoping that'd bring her to her senses.
But she only drew nearer, literally pinning me to the wall.
“Not your fault?” After a furious snort, she continued, “I would be married and happy with Don if you hadn't given me your damn advice to run from my wedding, just so you can take my place.”
My forehead creased at the words. “Me? When did I give you any advice?”
Was this girl fully turning insane? She was literally the one who ran off herself, right?
“Forget it.” Her hand wave meant to brush it off. “You dared make Don shout at me today. You made him threaten me. We're lovers and shouldn't be fighting but you made that happen.”
Seriously, what on earth was her problem?
The anger flowing from me actually made me feel a little alarmed, but I was good at concealing that.
“You two have never been lovers, it was just a one-sided thing. Don't you get it!” Maybe my loud voice would alarm someone. “Many your age are married, but you're here crawling behind a married man that has never felt anything for you. Let some senses snap in your head and just move on.”
Her eyes widened. “Move on? You stole my most precious possession and you tell me to move on!”
This was useless.
It was like telling a turkey to stop staring at the rain.
She was hopeless.
“I have no idea how you got in, but leave before I call security.”
“Fuck. Off.”
Before I knew what was happening, her hands found their way to my neck.
It had come so unexpectedly, I hadn't reacted immediately.
But when my brain snapped, it was already a little late, because her squeezing on my throat seemed to stop the breath from flowing.
I could no longer breathe.
Her grip became tighter, paling my entire body.
It didn't help that my period cramp suddenly re-greeted me.
Panic hit me like a truck as I struggled to suck in air, but my lungs just wouldn’t work.
Everything around me started to blur, shrinking into a tiny, dark tunnel.
I tried to call for help, to scream, to do something, but nothing came out. My throat felt like it was being crushed.
Still, I flailed, trying to grab at June’s hands, at anything— but it was useless. My fingers only caught air.
Dizziness crashed over me, making my head spin.
My legs wobbled and my body grew weaker by the second.
I was going down. And there was nothing I could do about it.
Fear clawed at me, but at the same time, my mind weirdly slowed down. Thoughts drifted in, random and painful.
I thought of all the things I'd never get to do, all the words I'd never get to say.
Don.
I thought of Don and how lonely life would be for him.
How he'd blame himself for it all.
Suzy and Rose...
They'd be so devastated.
How would they survive it all…
Still not sure how, but the sound of an opening door made me turn to it with almost closing eyes.
Hane was running in, panic filled her expression.
But before everything went pitch black, I noticed Don rushing in also.
Then the darkness followed.