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... rom the kitchen. Cut the ropes around my wrists first. Then my ankles.
The ropes fell away. Blood rushed back into my hands so fast it hurt. Pins and needles shot through my palms and up my forearms. I flexed my fingers, watched red marks circle my wrists like bracelets burned into the skin.
"She’s going to destroy you," Misato said. Quiet. Final.
"Or I’ll destroy her." I pushed off the couch. My legs didn’t want to cooperate. I caught myself on the armrest, knuckles whit ...
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