The next second, Zoey burst into a coughing fit, spattering blood onto his crisp white shirt.

His face turned dark as thunder, and with one swift motion, he shoved her aside.

Zoey stumbled, clutching at her stomach as waves of searing pain threatened to overwhelm her. Her fingers clung desperately to

the bed-sheets beneath her, as if she was holding on to consciousness itself.

Fitch eyed the crimson stain spreading on his shirt.

A knock cfrom the door at that moment.

“Mr. Haskins, Miss Mia has been crying non-stop.”

He inhaled deeply and peeled off the bloodied shirt; as he was about to pick a clean one from the wardrobe, he heard her plea,

“Just get it over with, will you?”

What did she expect? To be force-fed chili until she got stomach cancer?

If he really wanted her dead, a packet of rat poison would do the job.

“You want it over with?”

Slipping into a fresh shirt, he adjusted the cool metal of his watch around his wrist.

It was nine in the evening.

“Go outside and kneel. Once Mia calms down, I'll let you back in.”

loosened on the sheets as she heard his

moved towards the door, reaching for the

she called

halted; with a frown creasing his brow, he felt irritation rising within

quickened his pace, stepping out

long shadows

who did not throw a tantrum but instead reached for a knife, threatening

own throat.

but

“Don’t touch me!”

of the stairs, and said

stiffened, with tears spilling

you? You want to marry her, make her my sister-in-law? Does she

the man

took the knife from

looked up, her

die. If you marry her, I'll

them, “So what do

her head in her hands, “I want

through these past few days, and you don’t know how disgusting that man was. He

me. I've lost my first time; no one

will laugh at me.”

hands on her

won't get out. For now, only mom knows

teeth, “Is

send

I agree to

stood up, her cheeks flushed with rage, “I've changed my mind. I want her to be

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