BLOODSTAINED HEARTS
My anger surged, and I couldn't hold back, "What the heck are you doing?"
He responded callously, "Watch your mouth, bitches."
"No, you watch it, loser," I snapped, my frustration evident in my tone. The man's laughter only fueled my anger. I was done being a pawn in this twisted game orchestrated by Mikhail.
Yelena, fueled by her own anger, was ready to strike back. Her growl of frustration echoed in the dimly lit basement. I understood her rage, but I knew that impulsive actions could lead to disastrous consequences.
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