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.

in the depths of Luna's oxygen-starved eyes, there still burned a twisted,

afraid

the memory of fighting for her life on the operating table-she treasured this

she was

was betting Charles wouldn't dare let

Charlie too much because of Sandy. If Luna died and took Charlie with her, that guilt would

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

in her hands, Luna knew

certainty was the last thing keeping

her, no matter how terror

This pain-

She could take it.

in

about to go blank, just as her mind

Charles let go.

ground, collapsing like a puppet with its

cut.

like fire, and she broke into a fit of coughing that racked her

snot and spit smeared across her face, she shook helplessly. Every breath was a

seemed to pass before the coughing finally

with tears, and stared