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.

eyes, there still burned a twisted, desperate

afraid

her life on the operating table-she

right now, she was betting

wouldn't

too much because of Sandy. If Luna

still alive, that splinter of guilt was wedged deep in

fate in her hands, Luna knew Charles would never risk her

was the last

over her, no matter how terror

This pain-

She could take it.

played out in the dead

were about to go blank, just

Charles let go.

freezing ground, collapsing like a puppet with its

cut.

broke into a fit of coughing that racked her

floor, tears and snot and spit smeared across her face, she

to pass before the coughing finally

with tears, and stared at the man standing