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.

oxygen-starved eyes, there still

she afraid

of fighting for her

she was betting

was betting Charles wouldn't dare let

Sandy. If Luna died and took Charlie with her, that guilt

still alive, that splinter of guilt

her hands, Luna knew Charles would

certainty was the last thing

no matter how terror chewed through her nerves,

This pain-

She could take it.

played out in the dead air

were about to go blank, just as her mind

Charles let go.

the filthy, freezing ground, collapsing like a puppet

cut.

and she broke into a fit

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

to pass before the coughing finally eased, leaving

head up, vision blurred with tears, and stared at the

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