Forbidden Dance
I try to fight back, to protect Sasha, but the onslaught is relentless, an unyielding storm of violence.
"Fuck you, bitch," Xander's voice hisses from beside me, and I collapse, curling into the fetal position on the ground. Someone's shoe meets my rib, and I cry out in pain. There's no use fighting back. It's got to be five to one, maybe even more. Amidst the chaos, Sasha's voice slices through the darkness like a dagger.
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