Page 488 of The Luna Duet

“Go,” I hissed.

“But—”

“Go! Get out. Fucking LEAVE!” I roared, emotions surging, passions colliding.

She ran.

She bolted to the door and vanished, all while I tripped forward, falling to my knees as my pants wrapped around my ankles.

Fierce tears shot to my eyes as I fought with the material. Shifting onto my ass, I kicked off my only shoe, shoved the trousers off, then froze solid as I dropped my hands to my left leg.

To the mottled and ugly flesh that ended in a mottled and ugly stump.

To the prosthetic that cupped the missing limb just below my knee cap.

The prosthetic didn’t fit right, didn’t move right. It turned me into a cripple.

Vicious, vicious anger poured through me as I unbuckled the fake limb, ripped off the padding, and threw both as hard as I could into the murky mirror.

The wooden limb crashed against the mirrored wall.

The image of me shattered.

Glass rained in a thousand shards.

And all my conditioning flexed, crinkled, and tore.

A tear in the numbness.

A hole in the torment.

And for one blessed moment, I remembered.

Her.

Then.

Everything.

Neri...

I choked as my heart palpitated and forgot how to beat.

Neri...

I grunted as it continued flopping and floundering in my chest, its beat broken from what he’d done to me.

NERI!

My eyes rolled back.

My mind shut down.

I passed out cold on the carpet.

Chapter Thirty-Nine

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