The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 646

"Charles, go ahead-kill me! But you better know, if I die, that little brat Charlie's coming with me. Do you have the guts?"

Luna's voice was rough, every word laced with poison, like a snake tasting the air.

A storm broke loose in Charles's eyes, an explosion of fury that seemed to freeze the already icy air of the cellar.

Suddenly, he lunged forward, his hand snapping around Luna's throat, fingers digging in like iron clamps.

She choked out a strangled gasp her smugness vanished, wiped away by raw terror as she realized she couldn't breathe.

Charles's knuckles stood out, white and unyielding, his grip merciless and absolute.

The air was gone in a heartbeat.

Luna's eyes bulged, bloodshot and wild, locked on Charles's face-so close, so cold, so merciless he could have been the devil himself.

Her face turned from red to a horrifying shade of purple. The veins at her temples and along her neck bulged, ready to burst.

Pain wracked her body, making her convulse uncontrollably, flopping on the filthy floor like a fish out of water.

She was suffocating.

Death's shadow closed in, cold and heavy.

there still burned a twisted, desperate madness-she was willing to

she afraid to die?

for her

now, she was betting

betting Charles wouldn't dare

too much because of Sandy. If Luna died and

Charlie was still alive, that splinter of guilt was wedged deep in

Charlie's fate in her hands, Luna knew Charles would never

last thing keeping

her, no matter how terror chewed through her nerves, she bit

This pain-

She could take it.

out in the dead air of the

to go blank, just

Charles let go.

freezing ground, collapsing

cut.

she broke into a fit of coughing

face, she shook helplessly. Every breath was a tortured rasp, survival and humiliation tangled

before the coughing finally

vision blurred with tears, and