HERIETH
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"lis-ten to mee freddie, you have no idea" Elera sounds trembling
she still trying to reach fred, the tension is so high. she can see the anger at fred's eye.
"JUST STAY AWAY FROM ME YOU FUCKING TRAITOR" Fred spat
and when Elera reach his wrist he released her hand roughly.
Elera never want this, she never want to betray her love. she was forced by the circumstances. She would never do that if she wasnt threatened by her step father. She never want this faith, she miss him. She missed freedie would be around her and comforting her. But its too late, Fred hate her already and he have Angelina now. It hurts for Elera, she carrying Fred's baby and she have to face this situation.
"okay then if you want this, but listen to me freddie this is will be last time you talk to me cause i'll swear on my own name that i'll never ever talk to you again" she still sobbing and still sounds trembling
"oh shut up Windsor I couldnt care less" He doesnt mean it, he just too angry at the time
She walk away from Fred and angelina, sobbing, her heart wrenched, she hate herself already.
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