Page 49 of Angelic Vengeance

I RAN ALL THE WAY to the middle of the Manhattan Bridge.

My breathing was loud and blood roared in my ears, as cars passed me at high speed. However, there wasn’t anybody else walking the bridge. It was late – people were at home sleeping. What I would have been doing as well if a certain dark-haired man didn’t kidnap me.

Slowing down, I approached the edge of the bridge and rested my hands on the metal bars, trying to balance my breathing. I was angry, tired and hungry – the worst possible combination. My head throbbed, making my vision static. I closed my eyes for a moment, doing my best to avoid fainting.

I dropped my guard. Only for a moment.

The rest happened in a heartbeat: a hand covered my mouth and I was lifted in the air.

Before I knew it, I was falling.

I screamed as the air whooshed past me. Then I hit the icy water and everything went quiet.

It was pitch black. Which way was the surface?

My pulse skyrocketed and I manically twisted and turned.

Panic.

The darkness muffled my screams. My chest jumped abnormally and I fought harder to find the surface. My head buzzed as I began running out of air. My chest was filled with something other than oxygen – a horrifying feeling that this time I would not be dodging death.

This would be my end. A fucking shitty end. I was going to die with unfinished business, not knowing who’d killed me. Whoever had come after Ruiz had been watching me the whole time, decapitating their soldiers one by one. And now, after stalking me from the shadows, they’d gotten me.

I began to lose consciousness as the cold darkness wrapped around me like petroleum, dragging me into the deep. It was then, in the mortifying silence, that I realized how many regrets I had. And although killing wasn’t on the list, something a thousand times more terrifying was.

Zach.

How we’d left things.

Our last conversation had been an argument. And it felt like a knife was twisting in my chest – but then again, Iwasdrowning.

The void in front of me morphed into the abyss of his dark eyes.

As the last breath of oxygen left me… I heard him.

So close, it felt like he was sinking with me.

“Time’s running out,hermosa.”

It already did.

“Why would you pick some complete nobody, when you could have me?”

I don’t know.

“You want me to kiss you. You won’t admit it.”

I can’t.

“What did I do that was so bad you can’t even look at me?”

Nothing.

“When you think no one’s watching, you forget I always am.”

I don’t. I can feel you. Always.

“But then you remember you’re with me and you’re back to being miserable.”

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