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81. When Something Wakes

ผู้เขียน: Juri Ann
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Catherine's POV

The first thing I feel is the pull, sharp and piercing deep in my head as Jack grabs my hair and yanks me forward without hesitation.

I am helpless in his grip, my body scraping across the concrete as my knees hit the ground first, sending shocks through my bones.

My palms hit next, burning on impact, and then my shoulder takes the weight my legs can no longer carry. Each hit feels dull at first, like my body is trying to protect me, but the numbness spreads until the pain bec
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