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I don't want to die. I don't want him to be alone.

If I die, our baby dies. I don't want that to happen.

My heart tells me to keep fighting. I’m kicking, clawing with my uninjured hand, trying to get him to let me go. It’s getting harder to breathe with each passing second. My mouth opens on a scream, but nothing comes out. The whole world feels as sharp as shards of glass, poking into my consciousness.

Laurent’s face is serene, even though he’s literally choking the life out of me. Out ofus.I can’t believe this is happening.

Am I crying? My eyes feel wet.

My whole body trembles from the sudden cold gathering within me.

I wasn't able to call Alexander, to let him know what happened to me. I need to leave him something, so he knows that I was here. He might not be able to tell what happened, but at least he'll know that this is where it happened.

The world narrows around me. I can't smell the liquor on his breath anymore. With the last of my strength, I slip my engagement ring off my finger. I hope that's enough.

"I'm sorry it had to be like this, Alize."

That's the last thing I hear before the world goes black.

THIRTY

ALEXANDER

Alize is missing.

And whoever took her hurt her.

I've walked the length of the seating area in the garden twice, looking for any more clues. But all I've been able to find is her engagement ring and a pool of blood. I'm not sure what's more frightening.

That I can't find her, or that I can find her blood.

I'm about to explode at any moment.

I'm so angry that.... No. What I feel is beyond that, even.

I want to rip every plant from the earth in this garden. To topple every one of these stupid fucking trees. If I didn't need Wesley's help, I'd hang him from the tallest tree in this fucking garden by his own intestines.

When I find the person who hurt her...

I'm going to kill them.

And their family too. I'm going to reduce their entire existence to a pile of ashes. Then I'm going to destroy that too.

My rage feels like a thunderous storm at sea.

Violent.

Dark.

Uncontrollable.

Fuck.

I have to calm down.

Looking down at her engagement ring in my palm, I take several deep breaths, hoping they'll clear my mind. I try to think of something, anything.

But the one thing I can count on to help me think clearly is gone. Alize is the only person who can calm me down. I don't even know if she's fucking alive, if the baby's alive, or...

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