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John had never liked being slapped. He especially couldn’t stand it when Lily was being this cold and defiant, her eyes full of thorns aimed straight at him. But today, he had been wrong-so so wrong-and he had hurt her. He had no right to be angry. Even after the slap, he didn’t lose his…

Simon startled, instinctively pulling away. “John, take care of Lizzy. Can’t you see she can barely stand?” John was still fuming but heard the concern in Simon’s voice. After another vicious kick at Bob, he rushed back and carefully pulled Elsa into his arms. “John, Simon… I really didn’t know my mother would do something…

Each hot tear that landed on his chest seemed to pierce deeper, carrying her fear and pain straight into the depths of his soul. And instead of loosening his grip, he found himself holding her even tighter. “James?” John hadn’t expected him to arrive so soon. He thought James would stay behind to help Ashton…

James caught his wrist midair. Just as John struggled to break free, a voice rang out from Lily’s phone-Elsa’s voice. He could tell it was her. But the tone was different from what he remembered. In his memory, Elsa had always sounded cool and proud-noble, like her personality. But the voice now? Still cool, still…

She stepped into the dressing room, reached for the door to shut it behind her, and started unfastening the wide-sleeved opera costume-when she heard the click of a lock. Her heart sank. She lunged for the doorknob and twisted hard. It wouldn’t budge. Whoever was outside had locked it from the hallway. “Who’s out there?…

“You b*tch, ahh…” Putting every ounce of her strength into it, Lily kicked him again right where it hurt most. She knew that part of a man’s body was the most vulnerable-if she was going to sur his, she had to aim there first. “You little whore-you kicked me? I won’t let you get away…

The ringleader-Jyro-trembled as he begged, “Mr. James, Mr. Simon, please have mercy. We really know we messed up. We swear we’ll never lay a hand on Ms. Lily again. Ms. Lily, you’re a generous and kind- hearted person-please, we’re begging you, say a few good words on our behalf. Help us. Please.” They may not…

Simon could feel his eye twitch. There were places on his body that were definitely not lacking in weight, thank you very much. And what the hell was with the “two-on-one with Elsa” comment? He had never, ever had any kind of feelings for Elsa like that. How could he possibly share her with John?…

Sixteen years ago, under the rubble, Lizzy had been so dehydrated her voice was hoarse-more like a rusty kettle than an opera singer.. But now, hearing that familiar style echo from the stage, something inside Simon cracked. It was as if time folded, and he was once again a teenager listening to the gentle, wavering…

What? Ihy was he bringing up that imaginary classmate again? He still didn’t know the “old classmate was something she’d made up on the spot. There was no such person- so of course, there was no progress to speak of. – But if she told him the truth, he might worry she was planning to…