BLOODSTAINED HEARTS
The tension that had seized my muscles slowly began to ease, the scent of lavender and chamomile weaving a calming spell around me.
As I submerged myself, the world muted to the gentle gurgling of the water and the rhythmic thud of my own heartbeat. The anger, the fear, the despair – they all swirled around me, a murky vortex threatening to pull me under.
The image of Alexei's face, hardened by a darkness that mirrored the shadows in the room, flickered behind my eyelids. His words, cold and sharp as blades, echoed in my mind: "You're staying here. It's settled."
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