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WARNING,
THIS BOOK CONTAINS WORDS LIKE RAPE.
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There are those who claim that it never was possible but then there are also those who think they are safe in the modern world of technology and weapons. safe from all the ancient evil.
They believed that wizard, witches, vampires, dragon and werewolves where long dead.
A world where life has become unfair and unjust. The world dominated by werewolves wasn't easy for some of them as they moved to live in between humans for one reason or the other. most of them hid their identity and even mate with the human, they end up having mixed babies with the blood of a human and a werewolf which is known as a Hybrid.
The wind blew lovely air, making street workers put on their cardigans to prevent cold but soon enough an umbrella was visible everywhere as the rain began to pour hard. Few without umbrellas were seen running to prevent being soaked in the rain.
Miriam was soaked in tears as the black stain of her eye pencil lingered all over her face, she had no care in whatever situations she was presently in. Her neatly arranged and flowered-looking hair an hour ago now looked a mess. Her wedding dress was torn and drenched in water, she cried and laughed at the same time.
Anybody who would catch sight of her might mistake her for a runaway bride but it was nothing close to that. She slowly walked under the rain, not minding the number of stares she got from people. Her life was nothing and shattered without Christian. All the taxi drivers she boarded wouldn't stop, she wanted to get to the beach real soon.
A car soon stopped in front of her. Without looking at the car or person, she pulled open the back seat before sliding inside. "Please, drive to the beach," she ordered.
"I can't mam, it's like an hour's journey and the clouds aren't so good," the driver insisted. "Please, take this wedding ring, it is worth a lot, I would give it to you in exchange for driving me there," she said, pulling out the ring from her finger to hand to the driver.
"Alright," he muttered.
The drive was slow and with every passing minute, Miriam felt sad, pained, devastated, and depressed. What more to life without Christain in it.
"We are here?" The driver muttered.
"Thank you," she said, pushing the door open to get out. The rain was almost done, it was left with a little drizzle, she walked towards the beach, the breeze pushing her hair and clothes back but she had no care for her situation.
"I hope you know I loved you Christian and I can't live without you," she muttered striding into the big stream. She stridden deeper until she couldn't swim anymore, she began to struggle until she couldn't anymore.
