ClarissaThe room spun sideways in a blur of warm yellow light and white table linen.A knife twisted deep in my lower belly, hot and sharp, ripping straight through my guts. Air jammed in my throat, refusing to go down. My hands clawed at the edge of the dining table, my fingernails scraping hard against the wood, but my fingers had zero strength left.Layla’s chair hit the floorboards with a loud bang as she stood up, her voice tearing through the Christmas music playing in the corner. "Clarissa!"Landon was moving before her scream even died out. His chair slid back, his boots thudding hard against the rug as he cleared the corner of the table in three long strides.My knees gave out under my green dress. The floor rushed up to meet me, but Landon caught my shoulders right before my face hit the wood. His hands clamped tight around my arms, taking my full weight while my body shuddered in short, helpless spasms."I got you! I got you!" Landon breathed fast, his grip digging into my
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