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"No!" She did not know how the words came out of her mouth when her whole body has actually turned still from what is happening in front of her. Not contented with one stab, Alaric pulled out the metal he created and pressed it more on Indila's stomach. Twice. "No..." Thrice. "Please stop." She tried to get out of Bailey's hold—tried so hard she does not care anymore if he is stronger than her. He grabbed her hair hard to keep her in one place. She groaned as she watched the weapon come in and out from her mother's flesh. The hideous sight worsened when blood had come out in a huge amount, making a pool on their feet. Until Eleana lost count on the stabs and all she was left to do was shiver from witnessing her mother's murder. Indila has her eyes still wide open but her last breath