Amnesia

Amnesia

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"You don't understand anything!" I screamed. "I was locked away and tortured for 8 years! 8 years Crimson. 8 years." I whispered. "Nothing makes me smile anymore. Nothing. My world has lost its color and turned gray. Gray is hardly a color! It's so dead. So cold, but so am I. Happy memories. Gone. I don't even know if I had a family. I gave up!" I cried clutching his shirt in my hands. "Shh." He hushed me. I felt his hand cup my chin and pull my eyes up to his golden caramel orbs. "I'm here."
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'Please don't do this to me.. I'm not your mate, your going to mark me ..please..' I began begging him, trying to appeal to his good side. Crying harder. Ignoring me. He carried on kissing down my neck where the cut was. The sparks followed his lips. He licked the spot, healing it. He carried on kissing until he reached the spot where my mark was meant to be. 'I'm your mate .. don't forget.. whenever you look in the mirror.. you will see my mark and remember who you belong to' he whispered against my neck. I struggled more and began begging him. 'Carter Please' I screamed. Ranks: -Wanted 2 - thank you Unedited. Pretty please don't nick my story or anything like that. UNDER MAJOR REORDERING AND ADDING. Disclaimer I don't own any images in this book. Updates are every two day -Hopefully 😐

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