“Nafrat karti hu main tumse!”
She screams, her voice cracking with fury as she presses the knife against his chest. The sharp blade slices his skin, and crimson blood immediately wells up,
And than, He violently rips her forward, trapping her against his frame. Looking down at her with a dangerous predatory smile and wipes the fresh blood leaking from his chest wound.
“Se devo sanguinare per averti, allora sanguinerò per tutta la vita.” he whispered
And drags his blood-soaked thumb straight up the parting of her hair.
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