Prologue

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Now here I am holding a gun to Harry's head.

"Kill him!" Yelled Logan.

"I can't." I said. How could I kill the love of my life?

"Do it!"

I look into Harry's eyes and they are glossy as he whispers "Do it. I will forgive you."

Tears are now running down my face and I can't focus on anything except Harry. He looks so weak and I can't do anything. They have forced me into something I would never do, but have to.

I hold the gun and my fingers gently run over the trigger.

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