Love Oracle : The Oracle of CICERIO the Legend #1

Love Oracle : The Oracle of CICERIO the Legend #1 Orel ! l thought we had time, my soulmate... Until she vanished in front of me. I still remember.. The vision The man tall in scurfy hoody and dark jeans a shadow more like, running off down the street, steps heavy and stealthy the black boots pounding on the ground “clomp! Clomp!” loud in her ears until they become faint sounds gone with the cold night air, further away from her. Orel Lanett stared in a blank blinking trance before slowly turning her head facing the night sky which was a cover of dark clouds. There was wetness, soaking her dress. Orel was on the cold concrete pavement lying flat glancing up the sky and she couldn’t move. On his way rushing his pace towards her, Neil thought, he would make it, but it was over body going still momentarily in panic, she was matted in blood from her chest where the man stabbed her. Quickly kneeling and leaning in gathering her to himself “You can survive it!” said Neil. “l am so sorry if l came earlier! l should’ve have run out …….” “It’s nnnot …not your fault …. you came Neil, it couldn’t be evaded, could it? … he came for me again!” “Hello 911 someone is hurt here! please hurry in Beckley Street!” voice fast toned in a panic and immediately hanging up on the phone…… “Orel with your strength alone…. do not …. Don’t die one me, my love the ambulance is on is on its way” Face crumbled, lips trembling and his heavy figure shaking with sobs Neil was in hysteria. “Neil! … Neil take out the knife... ...please, it’s extremely excruciating ……. l can’t …. aaaah looking up into his eyes darkness of pain clouded in them. Orel ‘s voice gave out her last breath “l don’t have time Neil” she was sobbing tears which was sprawled over her face in droplets and unfit to talk intelligently.