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“May your twisted heart rest in peace.”

Rest in peace.

Twisted heart.

The pain that shoots through me is like nothing else.

I know that my fight for her is done.

I know that she hates me, just as I always feared.

Twisted heart. She has no idea.

I would do anything for her.

I would kill for her.

I would die for her.

And I guess that’s what I’m going to do.

Die.

For her.

She doesn’t love me anymore, and what life would I have without her loving me?

I try once again to open my eyes, but it’s no use.

This is it.

This is the end of my life as I know it.

My thoughts are jumbled, my brain turning to mush.

The darkness descends.

The click of a door closing tells me that my time is up.

She’s gone.

I’m alone.

The final part of the curtain comes down, encasing me in darkness.

And the final sound I hear is the beep of a machine, which fades into the background until I hear nothing.

I’m finally free too.

Chapter Forty-Three

Strong

Lucy

“So, Lucy, how have you been since we last spoke?” Ava says as I take a seat opposite her.

“I’ve been really good,” I reply genuinely.