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Chapter 38: Feels like Betrayal

Author: Felicia Adez
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LORA

The kitchen knife felt heavier than it should in my trembling hand, its blade catching the morning light as Erin watched me with something between disappointment and dark amusement.

“Lora drop the fucking knife!”

He said it while smiling like I was a naughty child that he was just correcting. That made me angry. Angry that he wasn't reacting, like I was the stupid one between the two of us.

“Don't even try to take one more step closer. I'm serious Erin.”

He raised his two hands up, showing some form of surrender, but I knew better, I wasn't stupid to take his lack of weapon for his surrender or weakness.”

He cocked his head sideways grinning like an idiot which I know he isn't. “What will you do dear Lora. Fillet me like salmon.”

“I'm serious”

“So am I.”

He gave me a cocky smile that twisted my stomach. And continued.

“That knife is Henckels. Eight inch chef’s knife. Sharp enough to cut through bone if you knew what you were doing.”

He took one more step closer and my breath hitc
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