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... be," the young man said again, his voice calm as he stepped closer.
Liora’s head snapped toward him, her eyes narrowing into slits. Her arms, still crossed tightly over her chest, filled with barely contained rage. "You again?" she spat.
"You’re defending her? This filthy maid over me?" She jabbed a finger in my direction.
He didn’t flinch, his expression remained the same as he spoke. "I saw what happened, Liora," he said. "You slapped her first. Don’t play the victim no ...
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