Chapter 25 Don’t stay for long. You will catch a cold

Toria pov

“Get out or I'll shoot you,” I warn, forcing down the fat lump lodged in my throat.

“Do it,” he dares me, holding the gun and positioning it on his chest. “Pull the trigger, Toria. Pull the fucking trigger,” he pushes the gun further into his chest.

“No, no,” I sob, unclenching my hands fr...

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