Her Dying Fate
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Huling na-publish Wed, Jan 1, 2020
She who is blind and he whose sight has seen unspoken horrors.
It is he whose eyes shine with the blood of those who've passed.
It is his hands that have taken pain away but a touch that means darkness.
He whose name taste of poison on innocent lips.
He who brings death is death.
And she, his final prey.
Sarah never understands why her dreams happen to turn into a twisted reality. Nor why she feels there is a part of her missing as if a vital part of her core being has been stolen. This hollow sensation only grows the more she got to know her boss, Jace. There was something about his brown eyes and the way they seem to flicker red whenever they touch. She knows he's keeping secrets but will she believe him when she finds out the truth?
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