Seven Minutes in Heaven
Without thinking, I swung my fist, landing a solid punch to Axle’s jaw.
He staggered back, his drink spilling onto the floor as a hush fell over the room.
“Carlisle!” Reigna gasped, grabbing my arm.
Axle straightened, wiping the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. “Nice punch,” he said, his voice cold. “But it doesn’t change anything.”
I glared at him, my knuckles throbbing but my anger undiminished.
“Let’s go,” Reigna said, pulling me away.
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