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... le word, Ann Vaughn could no longer speak. The large hand squeezing her neck tightened continuously, and she felt the oxygen in her lungs becoming increasingly scarce.
Like a fish out of water, always at risk of perishing.
A tear slid down the corner of Ann Vaughn’s eye. She wanted to push away Cyrus Hawthorne’s hands but they hung limply, her ever-paler face nearing a deathly white.
So, he really wanted her to die.
That warm droplet hit the back of Cyrus Hawthorn ...
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