Chapter 7

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I drifted in and out of consciousness, faintly hearing Yasmine's screams for help. Pain and anguish pierced her voice, revealing a glimmer of the love she once held.

Somewhere deep within her, a spark of affection remained.

As darkness consumed me, I wished to never awaken again.

"Oh, Jesus," I whispered to myself, barely audible to even me, "please grant me a small space in your world. I'll find solace in its simplicity."
And with this, I am completely gone.

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