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Chapter 31

Aвтор: Hikikimori
last update publish date: 2026-06-08 20:56:30

Chapter 31

Selina POV

More shots rang out. I heard glass shattered as tables and chairs were overturned by people scampering for safety. I heard the cries of some persons who were struck by bullets. Everything happened so fast, Damien without talking tackled me to the floor and we landed hard on the pavement.

I should have felt pains but I didn’t, probably the mixture of adrenaline, shock and fear doing their thing in my body. Damien pressed covered my body with his and pressed his weight on m
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