Harp
ouldn't feel the chill, or the stinging
ime, so long that I thought he
bent down, reachin
a startled rabbit, re
-air for a second bef
and returned a moment later wit
en placed the shirt beside me. "Put it on,"
just stared at hi
patience. He turned an
t holding a small, elegant velv
ith diamonds that glittered blindingly under the lights. I
ords clipped, as he tried to
apo
hich held no trace of remorse. A hysterica
cruelest way possible, and now he thought a
plaything that could be pac
I said, my voice
his brow furrowed in confusion, as if he c
anding was the grea
hand and slapped th
tumbled out, skittering across the smooth mar
the watch face shattered.
in the r
n on his face finally changed. It was
came terrifying. I could h
out, a storm gather
to the absolute brink, I found a r
the floor, using his shirt to wipe the tears f
think you can buy me
about your money, and I don't
rage into verbal daggers. "What I want, you ca
olve in another way. I turned, taking a decisive step tow
, grabbing my arm and yanking me back so hard I stumbled. "I t
ointed at the shattered watch on the floor and laughed, a ho
ising a world of pain, like he wanted to devour me whole. But in the
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