She frowned as she remembered something and she turned back to look at her mother. The dress around her chest had been slashed and she was bleeding, she remembered her mother always kept he key hanging around her neck. Telling by the size of the injury, the bleeding seemed to have lessened and Zina guessed the incident must have happened hours ago, but had it been done by Triston here or Ivone? Triston smirked and came even closer, "So why am I able to trace her scent to this very house if you don't have her." Zina scoffed and rolled her eyes, returning her attention back to Triston, "She lived in this house all her life, of course her scent would linger here, how dumb are you really, Triston?" "Yes, that is true, but if she has not been here in a while, or since I took her away..." he said and Zina rolled her eyes away from him, but Triston sped to her and seized her by the neck, holding her tightly and squeezing hard. He took a long sniff of her and his eyes burned in anger as he
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