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36. Strategy, or a warning?

Penulis: Ruth Z. Vachon
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-11-11 21:14:54

ELOWEN

I froze for a moment and at that moment, his grip loosened. Taking the chance, I slipped away, turning around and landed a hard slap on his face, raw and wild.

“How fu**ing dare you!?” I hissed at him.

He looked baffled for a moment, before stepping forward. “Elowen, I…”

“Don’t!” I hissed, grabbing the knife again from the couch where it slipped. “One more step and I won't hesitate.” I warned, my throat shivering with fury and fear.

He paused, his look was confused. Clearly didn't expect me to react this way.

Did he expect me to welcome him with open arms? Bloody fu**ker.

“What do you want!?” I hissed again, my tone was sharp, still trembling.

“El, listen…” he tried to step forward.

“I said, don't!” I held the knife in a stabbing mode and he paused.

Sighing, he rubbed his face and shook his head, raising his hands in a surrender mode. “Fine, I won't step forward.” He said.

He then stepped backward. Then sat on the couch as though he had just dropped by for coffee inst
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