Save Her Lose Us (Evangeline and Soren) novel Chapter 355

The taunt hit a nerve. Melvin's face twisted in a snarl.

"You know better than anyone whether I'm still a man or not! I know you're not afraid of pain, injury, or even death, Soren. So I'm not going to give you any of those things. I'm going to give you something worse. I'm going to make you live in hell!

"I'm going to make the woman you love, and the woman who once loved you, die because of a choice you make. I want you to be filled with regret, no matter who you pick. I want you to live every single day of your life in agony and torment!"

Listening to him, Evangeline felt a hysterical combination of laughter and despair. His revenge on Soren had nothing to do with her. Why drag her into it? Did he really think Soren would be tormented by her death? That he would choose her?

If she died, Soren would probably feel a brief flicker of regret, maybe give her a lavish funeral, but he wouldn't suffer day after day. He should have kidnapped Flora instead; that would have been far more effective.

As her dark humor faded, Evangeline resigned herself to the fact that she was probably going to die here. The child had died because of Soren's choice. Now, it seemed she would be joining her child in the same way.

Her heart grew cold. She looked down at the deep, lush forest below, searching for anything that might break her fall. Even if she only survived with half a life, it was better than nothing. The height was dizzying, and her legs felt weak just looking down.

As she was about to look away, her eyes caught something in the distance. On a small, hidden path, she saw the faint, shadowy figures of several people moving through the trees. She stared, a flicker of hope igniting within her.

On the cliff's edge, Mr. Howard, having vented his anger, seemed to have calmed down. He checked his watch. "Time's running out, Mr. Fawkes. You have one minute left. Have you decided?"

Soren clenched his fists, trying to control his breathing and appear calm. Inside, he was waiting.

"Mr. Fawkes, the sniper is in position," Gregory's voice came through his hidden earpiece.

Before coming, he had hired a top-tier sniper through Gregory, who had been secretly tailing him, looking for the perfect vantage point. It was a precaution, in case the kidnappers went back on their word.

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