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“ Kill me , and you’ll die too ! ” Panic flashed in Marcus’s eyes , his voice cracking with fear . “ Just let me go – let’s wipe the slate clean . I swear I’ll neveT bother you again ! ”
Madelyn ignored his desperate pleas . Without hesitation , she raised her silver needles and drove them into Marcus’s body again .
With each needle Madelyn drove into him , Marcus’s body convulsed violently , his face contorting in ever – deepening agony .
“ Didn’t you say it yourself ? I should’ve died – Sara died for me . Even in the depths of hell , I’ll tear you limb from limb , ” she spat , eyes blazing with hatred .
The silver needles rained down on Marcus . He felt as if countless ants were gnawing at his flesh , the excruciating pain driving him to the brink of
unconsciousness .
Marcus gasped , “ H – Help … help me … ”
“ Almost forgot . ” With that , she drove a needle into his throat , completely silencing Marcus .
He could only stare wide – eyed in horror , watching helplessly as silver needles kept piercing his flesh , enduring waves of excruciating agony .
Marcus died in excruciating agony .
Madelyn stood watch , her gaze fixed on him as he drew his final breath .
“ Aria . ” She heard Owen’s deep voice calling her name right by her ear .
Aria’s eyes snapped open , still glinting with a cold , deadly intent that hadn’t faded .
Owen bent down so he was at eye level with her , meeting her gaze at close range .
In the span of a heartbeat , the murderous glint faded from her eyes , revealing an abyss of endless , unfathomable loneliness – yet beneath that calm surface lurked a power capable of annihilating all creation .
Owen’s heart clenched with concern . He reached out and gently covered her eyes with his hand . “ Bad dream ? ” he asked softly .
His voice was feather – soft , carrying a whisper of warmth that brushed against her ear .
In the darkness , all Aria could hear was his voice .
She blinked , her eyelashes brushing softly against his palm , sending a subtle shiver through them both . Owendet his hand fall away , steadied her by the shoulders , and helped her up .
“ Just now , Mono called your phone , ” he said . “ I answered since you were resting . He said he won’t be coming today and told us to go ahead with dinner . ”
Aria had arrived a bit earlier and was resting on the sofa in Owen’s living room . Without realizing it , she drifted off to sleep .
Her dream was of Sara and Marcus .
After Marcus’s death , Aria fled , only to be hunted by the Solemnity Guild . She took down several pursuers , but in the end , battered and bleeding , she was still captured .
She was waiting to die when the leader gave her an ultimatum : kill Marcus’s father , and she could live .
In the end , she killed the founder and survived .
Afterwards , Aria searched nearly the entire Solemnity Guild , but Sara’s notebook was nowhere to be found .
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She had never looked inside , so she didn’t know what Sara had written .
Now that Aria knew Sara’s true identity , she was utterly lost .
Russell should have cared deeply about Sara , Aria guessed , her brow furrowing . But if he did , why was she already covered in old sears batere are en came to the Solemnity Guild ?
Could Olivia be involved in this ?
Lost in thought , Aria suddenly felt the gentle warmth of a hand resting on her forehead .
Aria instinctively looked up , locking eyes with Owen’s gaze , brimming with concern .
“ I thought I might have given you my fever ,” he said softly , his hand lingering gently on her forehead . “ But you’re not hot – actually you feel a bit cool
Aria was about to speak when she felt her throat go dry .
At that moment , Owen turned toward the dining table , picked up a glass of warm water , and handed it to her . “ Here , have some warm water . it’ll help your throat . ”
Aria took the glass and drained it , then finally said , “ Thanks . ”
“ Don’t be so formal , ” Owen said as he took the glass from her hand . “ Let’s eat first . ”
She nodded . “ Alright . ”
Aria had just sat down when her phone rang – it was Mono calling .
Mono said , “ Girl , your ex – husband must be out of his damn mind – he actually showed up at the Fine Art Society trying to buy back those three paintings of yours ! ”
Although she hadn’t put the call on speaker , the living room was so quiet that Owen could clearly hear the conversation .
Aria instinctively reached to lower the phone’s volume , but before she could , Owen noticed and asked gently , “ Private space ? ”
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