Chapter 62

• Ophelia's Pov
• I saw him, he was close. I remembered never wanting to hold him or get close to him, but now I craved to be with him. Tears trickled down my eyes as I held out my hand for him to take. But his next facial expression made my heart clenched tightly in its cage, my breath catching, and I felt myself suffocating. “You think I won't find you,” his voice spat thick venom.
• “I…I…” My tears wouldn’t let me explain that I didn’t run from him. I had intended to, but not this time, not this way.