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Chapter 11: Taste of Blood
The next day I stay in my room thinking of what to do, the intensity of the pain and my body weaken as this continues intensifying thirst that slowly weakens my body…… that even if how much stronger my determination is to get up and continue my daily routine is next to impossible. I know from now that Livi is telling the truth, it is frustrating since with my thirst I keep on thinking of Livi. I thought of his masculine scent, his dangerous eyes, his pale cold skin, and his b****y red lips. “I have to keep it together, as long as he is not coming to get me I will not return to him. I can do this even if I am slowly dying. This is worse than when I was dying before due to that man’s stabbing.” I sigh as I look at my face in the mirror; I know I am being stubborn and full of pride but…
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