Was this love? Matt had thought himself incapable of love. Emma, his ex, had called him heartless. Maybe she’d been right. Love had never been a priority, until now.
Matt lowered his lips to Lilith’s and kissed her eager mouth, pouring into their kiss his unspoken love.
“It’s about time,” she said.
Pain sliced into Matt, a sharp, unforgiving spasm starting in his chest and radiating throughout his body.
He looked down in shock at the knife sticking out of his chest. Their eyes collided and he gasped in horror.
Lilith’s beautiful face now marred with deep scars. Her eyes blood red, her teeth jagged. He tried to shout yet his lips sealed shut. His body betrayed him, held in place by an unknown force.
She cackled, an unearthly screech.
Her skilled hands wielded the knife as she craved into him, delighting as his eyes filled with terror and agony. She reached into his body, grasped his heart, and tugged, ripping it from his chest.
Matt watched his heart beat in her hand. Blood dripped from her fingertips.
Her face hovered close to his. Her putrid breath bathed his face.
“Emma says hello.”
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