Hellbound With You novel Chapter 256

Chapter 256 Vision

Abi wanted to fling the dagger away from her as far as possible. She wanted to touch him and hug him instead but Alex was holding her hands in place in a tight grip, with the dagger between them. He wouldn't let her pull away, as his eyes trapped her, not releasing her from the force of his hypnotic stare even as he answered her question.

"Yes," he uttered. His voice was weak but she heard it all the same. And his answer shattered Abigail. The corner of her lips twitched and she shook her head.

"No, you're lying. No… this doesn't make sense. There's no way this is real. Immortals, dragons, witches, prophecies?! None of that is real! This must be a joke, right? Ok… you guys got me. You can stop joking around now!" Her mouth spouted out these words of denial as she looked back at Alex, her eyes wholly begging him to tell her that this was just a prank, a very dark and intense prank, but a prank nonetheless. Would they stop this madness now that she caught them out? Would they finally stop playing these tricks on her? Would he finally turn to her and laugh and say that this was all just a big joke?

She waited for them to tell her it was all a joke but no such mercy came. His eyes told her this wasn't a joke or a nightmare, but reality.

"Please Alex… let go of my hand. Keep this dagger away from me," she begged as she looked down, looking at his hand on hers and the dagger in between them.

Alex felt his heart being smashed and crumpled and shredded over and over again. His agony and pain was reflected in his wife's face. The pure innocence radiating from her eyes were gone. All he could see now was her unimaginable fear and burning pain. The pain from seeing her like this, the pain from knowing that he was responsible for all this, and the pain from making the only person he had ever cared for this miserable… It accumulated and compounded within him that he could feel nothing else. He had never felt anything come close to this that he was almost paralysed by it.

His blood blazed, intent on burning him from the inside, out. No, to him, this was worse than being burned alive. Worse than being cut into pieces alive. If that knife was plunged into him at that moment, he wouldn't have felt any pain from that because it would be overshadowed by what he was feeling at that moment. Maybe that would be a mercy, a way for all this pain to stop.

"How can you be so sure that I am the one who was born to kill you? You don't have any proof Alex! All you have are some mumbo jumbo words from a woman! How do you know what she said was even real? She could have been making things up so you wouldn't ki-"

"I'm sorry… Abigail," Alex cut her off before those words could come out of her lips. He didn't want to hear those words from her lips, the words that spoke of what he had done, things he now regretted.

After watching this moving scene, Xavier finally cut in. _{freёweɓnovel.com}