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sadness. I grabbed for his hand and I gave it a squeeze, giving him the only comfort and reassurance I could. He smiled down at me and squeezed back. As we began what we knew would be the hardest mission of our lives, he held onto my hand and didn’t let go.

Chapter Four
    Cameron
    This was it; this was how I was going to die. The pain was excruciating. I wanted to scream, but I just let her stab me. I knew that if I screamed, Amelia would take pleasure in it. I refused to give her the satisfaction she desired. I looked over at my sister and saw the look of shock on her face as the blade pierced my skin. I watched as a guy I'd never seen before carried her into the woods. I could tell that he was similar to Kaleigh's ex-boyfriend. I hoped he was nothing like Kale, though. The last thing Kaleigh needed was another broken heart.
    As I felt the blood pour down my back from the stab wound, someone grabbed me and dragged me back into the castle. Every time we hit a bump in the stairs it felt like my wound widened, increasing the blood flow. Why do I have to suffer like this? I thought as I stiffled a moan of pain. All I wanted to do was be with Cordelia, even if it's in death.
    "We will throw him into the cell with that other bitch angel. They can die together," I heard the vampire, Zane, say; a wicked laugh following.
    He continued to laugh as he and the other monster lifted my battered body and tossed me into the cell. As my body slammed against the wall, I smelled the horrid scent of death all around me as I blacked out.
    I woke up and the sun was burning my face. I sat up slowly, wondering where I was. I looked around and noticed I was in a field, lying in dead flowers. Am I in the underworld? Am I dead? Then I felt a cool hand touch my face, startling me.
    “Cam, don’t be afraid.” I looked into those beautiful gray eyes. She was as beautiful as always; her long black hair blowing in the breeze. I noticed her feet were bare as the breeze rustled her light purple sundress, and it brought a smile to my face. My Cordelia.             
    “Are we dead?”
    “No,” she said as she lowered her face from the sun and looked at me with a sad expression. “I felt your pain and I needed to know you were okay, and coming to you in a dream was the only way I knew to contact you. I needed to see you. I need you, Cam. You need to fight this and save me. Amelia is planning to kill me on my eighteenth birthday, which is only days away. Please, Cam, I can’t do this without you. I love you. You are my world.” I watched a tear fall down her cheek. “Please, save me.”             
    I raised my hand, and stroked her cheek, wiping away the tear she closed her eyes and pressed against my palm. “Cordelia, I will die saving you if I have to. Stay strong, Baby.”
    She opened her eyes and another tear rolled down her cheek. “Cam, please don’t die. We just found each other. I will save us, and save Ithaca. We will be together in the end. We just need to be strong. Look what happened to me: I endured getting beat and bullied. We can do this; we can win this battle. Don’t give up, you hear me? Because I will not have that. I will stay strong, but promise me you will, too. For us, Cam, for us.”
    I pressed my forehead to hers and inhaled. She was the strongest person I knew. I had to do this for her. “Delia, I will; for you, for us, for our future. You are my light at the end of the tunnel. You are my sun on a rainy day. You’re my universe. When you are around me no one and nothing else matters. Just remember: whatever happens, I will always be with you, my sweet Delia.”
    I couldn’t hold back my tears, so I didn’t. I let it all go. My fears, my worries, all of it. I shook my head at my weakness. I was in the arms of the girl I loved and I was crying like a little baby. I want to be stronger. I want to be, but seeing the sadness in my girl’s eyes is too much for me. I want a future with her, but