Sylvia's POV:

It suddenly struck me that when Hobson had licked my blood, the black death curse he was afflicted with had been lifted for a while.

The same thing had also happened to Blair and Rufus before.

This proved that my blood was effective against Noreen's curses.

Since this was the case, I could use my blood to test if the black thorn on Rufus' back was my hallucination.

If it was not an illusion, my blood would be able to slow the spread of the black thorn.

Then, I would be able to buy some more time to look for Noreen.

However, I would prefer if this was just my illusion. I would rather have an issue myself than know that something horrible was really happening to Rufus.

I couldn't stand the pain of losing him.

I realized that my blood was truly precious. I would have to ask

excited I became. I couldn't fall asleep, so I got out of bed and

tens of millions of followers. His social media account was simplistic. The only post was a picture of a

on the man's index finger. His hand was elegant, slender, and strong.

had been taken the day he had confessed his love to me, and he

fell on Harry's latest post. It was a

it for a long time and slowly typed a

"Don't I look handsome? I've just dyed

notice that the color on your butt

"Help! I was too excited to notice it. Shit! This hair dye is not of good

a comment with a laughing emoji. "You're so hilarious, Harry. Turns out the original color of your

hair so frequently?" Joanna seemed to be at a loss for words and sent a speechless

return, I passed the time browsing social media in this manner, but he didn't

back to the terrible look on his face before he left, I was automatically worried. Had

not sleepy anymore. So, I got up and began to putter

and went to the kitchen to cook breakfast. After packing what I cooked for Rufus, I went to the army in

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