CHAPTER 8

Lilac

I jolt as his shout electrifies every nerve in my body, causing an involuntary flinch. I'm utterly perplexed by his sudden fury, especially considering his days of indifference to my desperate pleas. His vice-like grip around my arm tightens, and a pained groan escapes my lips.

"Let me go, damn it!" I hiss, the pain coursing through my arm. The skin around his fingers turns red. I press on, my voice dripping with bitterness, "What's it to you if I meet my death? You've never shown an ounce of concern for my well-being! So, if I'm destined to die, I'd rather embrace death in a car crash than be at the mercy of loan sharks, selling me off or dissecting my organs for profit!"

Locked in an intense stare, our eyes become twin blades locked in combat. I stand my ground, refusing to back down. Fighting against his hold, I summon every ounce of strength and snaps, "Let go of me!" I seize his hand, desperately attempting to pry his fingers from mine.

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