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Welcome to Hell (by Williane Kassia) novel Chapter 111

Chapter 111

Elijah Vaughn.

I watched Dante walk away without looking back.

Every step he took felt like it was erasing me a little more.

I couldn’t hold it in.

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The tears came silently at first, then violently, burning my skin like they were trying to rip the guilt out of

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I slid down to the floor, my breathing shaky, my body trembling.

I hugged my knees tightly, feeling everything fall apart.

Does he not love me anymore?

Is he going to give up on us because of me?

I ruined everything.

It was my fault.

The pain tore through me, suffocating, as sobs shook my body uncontrollably.

The memories hit like knives: the stolen kisses, the way he’d run his fingers through my hair, how he pulled me against his chest and held me like he wanted to shield me from the world.

I remembered the time I was hurt and how he cared for me with so much patience.

He’d been kind, attentive–every touch from him made me feel safe, like he was telling me without words

that I’d be okay.

I never imagined someone like him could be that gentle… And still, I doubted him.

The first time he told me he loved me,

I almost cried that day too.

But that time… it was beautiful.

It was real.

What kind of person repays love with doubt?

Now… now it felt like everything was about to end.

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And I didn’t know if I could stop it.

A shadow approached.

I lifted my eyes and saw Fox.

His expression was full of concern.

He crouched in front of me.

“Elijah…”

I shook my head.

“Feels like it’s over, Fox. He doesn’t want to listen. He doesn’t want to forgive me.”

“You screwed up, yeah. But it doesn’t end like this.”

“What if he gives up?”

He sighed.

“Then show him you’re sorry. That you want to fix this. Go after him.”

His tone was firm, but his eyes stayed soft.

“Don’t give up, Elijah. He loves you. I know it. I’m sure everyone in this prison knows it too. Don’t give

up.”

I hugged my knees tighter, trying to stop the trembling in my body.

“I don’t know, Fox…” I said, my voice cracking. “Why was I so stupid? He was so honest with me, and because of my insecurity… I fought with him… called him a bastard. I hurt him so much.”

I swallowed hard, my chest burning.

“No matter how strong or powerful he is… he’s still human. He feels things, Fox. And I stomped all over his feelings by doubting his word. I disappointed him.”

He sighed but didn’t interrupt.

He sat down beside me, staying silent for a few seconds before turning his head toward me.

“Then show him you’re really sorry. Not with words, Elijah. With action.” He crossed his arms. “I have an

idea.”

I stared at him, confused.

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“What idea?”

“I’ll go to him and tell him you’re sick in your cell. That you’re almost dying, dehydrated, I don’t know.” He shrugged. “He’ll come running. And you’ll be hiding there. When he comes in, lock the cell and talk to him. No escape. No excuses.”

My eyes widened.

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