Chapter 103

Sia’s eyes were bleary.

She was yet to believe her sight.

How could that be?

Brian? Her destined enemy?

How possible was that?

Was he there to mock her before she would breathe her last? Some things are just impossible to believe and Brian was the last savior on her mind.

Their eyes locked but for a limited time. The iron seat that pinned her to a spot wasn’t giving her lungs enough room to breathe, even this last breath before death. For all she knew, this bad boy smiling evilly at her was going to watch her die like an insect.

Hadn’t she upbraided him and even dared to stab him to death the other day?

She was beginning to lose breath. Her dead, reddened eyes thickened with darkness as her face pulled down, with a whistling breath.

“Can I …” she stuttered and breathed uneasily, gathered momentum and vigor to speak yet further, “Can I get some help,” she managed to speak at a breath yet finding it difficult to initiate a steady gaze at him.

He was still all smiles, before he chuck