The Love that Never Really Dies

The Love That Never Really Dies Chapter 230

All he saw was a splash of crimson. Before he could process what was going on, the woman in his grasp went limp and fell over.

He froze, unable to comprehend strength of such caliber.

Not only that, she was vicious, too. Sasha targeted an acupoint, which allowed her to break free of his hypnosis. However, unbeknownst to her, this acupoint was also her Achilles’ heel.

“Sasha.” Sebastian appeared as she collapsed.

He replayed the moment in shock. In a flurry of movement, he was on his knees, heaving Sasha up from the pool of her own blood.

“Sasha, can you hear me? Wake up!” Sebastian gasped, fighting his raggedy breath to form words. His greatest fear was becoming a reality. He called her name over and over again, with each passing repetition diminishing in hope.

Sasha was unresponsive to his pleading. She lay in his arms, blood still spewing unrestrainedly from the gash on her left temple.

“You will be fine.” Sebastian fought back his tears. “Nothing will happen to you. Nothing!”

He carried her out of the door to head to a hospital. As she swayed in the motion of his stride, Sasha’s delicate rhinestone hairpiece fell from her wound and shattered in the pool of blood.

in the

at the pain in his head, as though a long-forgotten memory was being forcefully reopened. He staggered and

she

stood paralyzed at the realization that

caused schizophrenia. Of course it would be different from him. The lie you told yourself about your split personality; didn’t he do the same thing? Was it blood? A knife? Are

having already given up all hope of

knees, he stepped forward slowly, with a joyous and maniacal glint in his eyes, like Columbus had when

to face him. The

neck. A crack like a

horror

the scene

surveyed the scene for an instant before

ambled over to his son,

“Sebastian.”

handsome features were void of

No one will ever

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