Ignoring Lewis, who was too shocked to stand up, Carlos buzzed Emmett.

“Get in here. And bring some ice.”

Then he led Debbie to the couch, sat down and stroked her cheek softly.

“So it was Portia?”

His voice was soft, but Debbie could somehow feel danger.

It came back to her now, how people used to describe Carlos—cruel and cold-hearted. Debbie grabbed his hands and coaxed him, “Honey, cool down. I got even with her. I slapped her several times, and even cut her hair. So just Let it go, okay?”

Carlos, however, was not easily convinced.

her to

shiver ran down Debbie’s spine, as his tone suggested that he would

Carlos. I don’t care. It was nothing. Leave it

moment, Emmett came in with

Carlos.

was still lying on the

Debbie’s

what happened? Did someone hit

Carlos’

must be stinging, ‘ he

towards Debbie really

feel much better now, but it’s nice of you to ask,” she

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