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Iris's POV

I look up at
my kidnapper.
He was talking to someone.
"your too late."
I knew who he was talking too.
It wasn't too late.
It's not.
"noooo"
I scream.
I hope he heard me.
He needed to hear me.
I need him
to hear me.
No one else cares.
he's the only one.

Beside Aurora.

Even she doesn't like me too much.

I pushed her away too much.
 He might be
gone as well.

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