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Emanuel was entrapped in the arms of the woman I had warned him about. The very same temptress seemed to take pleasure in kissing his lips which I had proudly claimed in the morning itself.
My feet seemed to cease their movements while I watched in hopelessness. Soon enough, Elijah took hold of my arms from behind. The gripping ruthlessness of an approaching death didn’t seem to affect me as much as the betrayal of my lover.
The curses flew at me from the crowd that had managed to chase behind me for quite some time. Besides Elijah, a few other men began dragging me to punish me for my supposed wrongdoings.
My heart pounded inside my chest like a hammer beating on an iron nail. Maybe I was going to meet
