PREVIEW
... ird round.
Whatever happened here would decide everything.
This time, it felt different.
Not just in the obvious way, but in the subtle way your instincts start whispering to you before something big happens. The kind of feeling that makes the back of your neck prickle even when nothing’s technically wrong.
Veronica stood across from me, looking... fine.
Too fine, in fact.
She didn’t look like someone who had been battered and bruised not long ago. ...
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