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"I do... Raphael Bailey, I do want to marry you..."
A faint smile traced the black lips, and the pale youth lay on the bed, his breathing stilled. A diamond ring adorned his little finger, sparkling with brilliant light.
His body ached terribly as if millions of blood ants were gnawing at his insides.
Even in his slumber, he twitched violently from the pain...
But strangely, there was a smile on his lips as if he were having the most beautiful dream.
"Raphael Bailey..."
Anna Jadwin stood by the bed, her eyes blurred with tears.
She had insisted on seeing him despite Wayne Bailey's advice to the contrary.
Everyone had told her that Raphael Bailey would get better, that he was resting, and that the toxins would be cleansed from his system.
But the sight that greeted her when she insisted on entering was of him devoid of any vitality, like a flower on the verge of decay.
