The moment his hand clamped on the belt still around my neck, I knew it wasn’t over. It wasn’t even close.
“Up,” he snapped. His voice was sharp, cold, cutting through me like a blade.
The moment his hand clamped on the belt still around my neck, I knew it wasn’t over. It wasn’t even close.
“Up,” he snapped. His voice was sharp, cold, cutting through me like a blade.
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