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Chapter 8 8

Word Count: 692    |    Released on: Today at 16:37

lent except for the

st, pinning it to the wall above her head. His fi

ing wa

flat plane of her palm pressed against the cold concrete. But then, his thumb, applying pressure w

natural void where solid

ettling confusion. He squeezed again, his thumb exploring the hollow s

st air insi

terror. It wasn't the fear of him, of his strength, but the terro

mpered, the soun

nd away, a sudden, despe

voice dropped, losing its rage and

t g

saiah's suspicion flared. Dru

N

ow

is fingers fumbling fo

im for anything since the day she signed the papers. Her voice cracked with

sceral. It only confirmed his suspicion

ed, his mind racing to the worst possible

abbed the cuff of the

aw, tearing sound from the

ah p

lid off with a sickening resistance, peeli

ame

ah l

his body in a si

a single bare bulb casting long s

damp wall. The thumb, index, middle, and ring fin

he pi

as g

a mangled knot of scar tissue that had healed in a twisted, sh

ed like

ess the visual information. He blinked, a stupid, reflex

had burned him. Her hand droppe

nst the wall, tears finally streaming down her face, her chest heavi

e felt like he had been punched in th

r name a foreign sound on h

bling, with an insane urge to tou

from his touch as if

," she hissed t

a chaotic mix of horror and a sudden, confusing ra

swollen, and filled with a hatred so

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