His Most Faithful 7

“I knew-I knew you would come back.” She managed, babbling almost dementedly, “I waited. I waited, Master. I did. I never doubted you...never…I knew you would…” and the witch began to choke slightly with the strain she was putting on her sensitive throat with renewed excitement, “Fifteen years, seven months, three weeks, five….”
“Bella...” The Dark Lord breathed, still trying to comprehend how they had all returned to him. Hearing that name from his tongue made all of Bella’s muscles shake.

from my fanfiction (which will be posted soon )

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