Zheme held tightly to Lexie's foot with the hand he considered good. He was in pain, his body aching so much that even sitting seemed arduous, yet he turned a blind eye to the pain and instead focused on his fleeing fiancé.

What was she doing?

Trying to kill him...?

What else was she planning to do?

Leave?

Where was she going?

To that place she once considered home?

If so, then today will not be the day she returned because he wouldn't let her.

She was his, now and forever more and to her, he'll ensure to make that very clear.

With all the strength he could muster, he...