Revenge After Divorce by Black Rose

Chapter 276

OLIVIA

When we got to the cemetery and Xander placed a knife on my throat. I lost my mind; I didn’t know what happened, but I think my brain blocked off everything for e. he numbed me because he wanted me to watch as he slaughtered me like a cow.

The man was sick and twisted beyond measure. Every moment that passed with the cold steel of the knife pressed against my skin only served to remind me of the darkness within him. He didn’t just want to kill me, he wanted to watch me suffer, to break me mentally before he ended it

I knew that I wouldn’t feel anything once it was over. The far, the dread, it would all go numb once my body gave in. Yet, that knowledge didn’t bring comfort. I didn’t want to endure it, not in the way he was forcing me to. Yes, death was inevitable, but I didn’t want to feel the cruelty, the violence of the act. I didn’t want to experience it, even if it was the last thing I would ever know.

Then, the gunshot rang out. At first, it seemed distant, almost like it wasn’t meant for me, but then the sound of it crept into my awareness, and I realized it was happening. I was frozen in that instant, suspended in an eerie silence. It was as if the whole world had stopped around me and in that moment, it felt like I wasn’t even there anymore. Only my body remained an empty vessel. My mind had shut down, overwhelmed by the sheer terror of what was happening.

Then, through the haze, I saw him, Marcus. My heart leapt in a strange, unfamiliar way. But as I focused, a wave of uncertainty washed over me. Was it really him? Or was my mind simply playing tricks on me? People say that when you are about to die, your life flashes before your eyes, that you are flooded with memories and faces of those you love.

the love and life I had lived. But instead of seeing everything, everything that I thought would matter most in that moment, I only saw him, Marcus. I waited for the next image to appear. I waited for the faces of my children, for

laughter or the warmth of home. It was unsettling, wrong,

I didn’t know, I kept hearing Marcus’s voice in the distance, soft and reassuring, telling me

shield me from the truth, I refused to acknowledge the fear that clawed at me, that I might be slipping away, that death

world around me was hazy, disjointed, like a memory I couldn’t

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and for a brief moment, I thought I saw the “L that people talk about, the one youare supposed to see when you are on the verge of death, the one that leads. you to the afterlife. But the lights above

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though I was floating among stars in some unknown place, unable to tell what was real

voice disappeared. That absence, that silence, sent a wave of panic crashing through me. Where had it gone? Was Marcus really there, or had 1 lagined him all along? My heart pounded, my chest constricted, and the emptiness of the moment began to swallow me whole. The sense of abandonment was unbearable. I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was slipping away into something I couldn’t control, something far beyond my

The sight of it was enough to send a jolt of pure terror through my body. I screamed, my voice raw and desperate, a primal sound that tore through the silence.