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Chapter 4

Author: Greenlight
My world turned upside down in an instant, accompanied by a deafening roar.

An excruciating pain exploded. It spread instantly from my cheek to my entire skull.

My vision went dark. Warm liquid gushed from my nostrils and the corners of my mouth at the same time. A metallic, sweet-and-salty taste of blood filled my mouth.

“You dare talk back?! In fact, you even dare lie?!”

Sophie’s voice was so shrill it had gone off-key. She grabbed a handful of hair from my forehead and dragged me like a d
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