Sanford arched an eyebrow, his gaze inadvertently shifting to Maggie.

He noticed her sudden discomfort.

Just as he was about to respond, Maggie interjected, “Bart, don’t jump to conclusions.”

“Maggie, die!”

Behind them, Yana’s voice rang out, punctuated by Drake’s warning.

“Bart, Maggie, run!”

and snatch a pair of scissors from a medical cart, lunging

attack unfolded too quickly for

as he watched the scissors descend

plunged into his chest,

searing pain shot

It was agonizing!

a fierce kick,

floor,

caught up and subdued her

his chest, trembling slightly, her expression twisted

rushed to his side, her voice

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