Prologue
Sharp intense pain shot through my stomach.
I glanced down, staring at blood pooling around the sword lodged into my gut. I reach down and feel the warm sticky substance coating my fingers.
The hands i'm so familiar with grab my chin, and stare deeply into my eyes. The one who helped gain my joy back. The one who made me realize how it feels to truly live. The only who saved me...yet destroyed me.
He softly mutters, "Love don't look at the pain I caused you. Look in my eyes when I hold you with your last breathe. May we meet again in the next life, my sweet angel." He places a gentle kiss, so full of tender, on my forehead.Pain rumbles through my core and my knees buckle. I feel the hard battlefield of dirt and stone, scratching roughly against my skin. I try to keep my eyes open. I try to fight to stay alive and to bear a last glance of my lover. Tears try to surface, as I realize I will never see his face again...times up.
YOU ARE READING
My Enemy
FantasyWant an enemies to lovers that will make you fall deeply in love just to break your heart? That is gut wrenching and love filling, then you will eat this up!