KaiaI reached out again, clawing for his sleeve just to stay on my feet. My fingers slid over the worn leather, but he twisted away. Another blow buried itself in my side. I screamed, my legs giving out like snapped kindling.The concrete was ice and stone. I curled into a ball, shielding my ribs while hot tears tracked through the dust on my face. The room tilted. Everything was a dull, throbbing ache."You will always be weak."Then his boot hit me.The first strike to my stomach stole my breath. The second came before I could find it again. He didn't stop. He kicked until I was gasping and shaking, my ears ringing with the rhythm of his grunts.When he finally pulled back, I couldn't move. My lungs wheezed, pulling in broken air. Then his hand fisted in my hair.He yanked my head up. My scalp burned. He held my face inches from his, dangling the blue vial in front of my blurred eyes."This," he whispered, his voice like a winter wind. "This is all you are. All you will ever be to
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