As he spoke, he felt something was off with himself, everything in front of him started to blur, and Iria's voice became somewhat distant...
James Xavier gently shook his head, raising a hand to press against his slightly aching temple.
"James, what's wrong?" Iria Lindsay got up and walked over, holding his arm.
James Xavier lifted his face to look, but Iria's face blurred into Memoria Campbell's.
Iria helped him onto the bed to lie down, her hand reached over to hold his face.
"James, I'm sorry, I just... like you too much, I can't let you die, I want you alive, forever with me."
She lowered her face and initiated a kiss, her hand reached over and unbuttoned his shirt.
At this point, James Xavier's mind was muddled, he looked at Iria, yet saw Memoria's face instead.
Plus, his body was completely out of control, he had already lost the ability to judge, he reached out his arm and pulled her tight, pressing her onto himself.
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