Chapter 439

Chapter 439:

Gods, at some point, I’d been scared the son of a bitch wouldn’t keep the last part of his bargain.

“Now, Lyric! Do it!” Caden ordered.

Just like he said, Jaris looked weak and didn’t even have his eyes open yet. I wasn’t sure he knew what was happening around him.

My feet felt like jelly as I went to sit on the edge of the bed beside him. His handsome face soon blurred in my vision because of the tears spilling over.

“Damn it, Lyric. Stop stalling and do what I fucking asked,” Caden snapped, his patience clearly thinning.

I didn’t have a choice. There was a contract binding us. I had to do his bidding. Taking Jaris’ hand in mine, I dug my nails into the flesh of his wrist and began the process. Tears streaked down as I ran through the memories in my head—the memories I wanted gone from his.

I erased all our good times—the first day we met at that bar and he called me “Princess p>

That magical night where he touched my body for the first time.

The first day he kissed me.

All the little moments that seemed like nothing, but deep down, we knew our hearts were syncing. Our first time in Darkspire.

All the times I was there for him when he was at his lowest. The times he made crazy decisions for me.

Carefully and painfully, I stripped Jaris of his feelings for me. I siphoned the emotions that made me special in his heart.

I didn’t stop until I was sure he was left with nothing and the name “Lyric” would never mean anything to him.

He was going to remember me, but only as a random girl he never should’ve met. The siphon who killed his mother and managed to get away with it.

Our future was gone. As was our past.

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I was shaking like a leaf by the time I finished and removed my nails from him. His eyes were still closed, and this time, it looked like he had gone to sleep.

My tears had shaped a sorrowful necklace, tracing the line of my neck. My heart ached terribly. Not just figuratively but physically—like a sharp pain carefully carving into me.

I brushed my fingers through my hair as I stood up, sobbing like a child. “It’s done. It’s over,” I told Caden before I ran out of the room.

JARIS

I woke up in the middle of the night in a strange environment.

I’d been lying on a bench, and there was no recollection of how I got here. This was definitely not the Capital City. How did I get here?

I looked around, confused. Something felt wrong within me—like there was something greatly missing.