“Sir!” Abigail screamed. Her eyes reddened, her face full of grief and anger
She wanted to rush forward, but Azalea held her tight So, she could only watch as Dustin suffered.
“One more step just one more step… Natasha is still waiting for me. I can’t fall now!” After collecting himself, Dustin clenched his teeth.
Swaying unsteadily, he forced his battered body to stand upright. He was trembling and weak.
He was like a flickering candle that would go out at any moment.
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