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!”

from the guards and snatch a pair of scissors from a

unfolded too quickly for

terror as he watched the scissors descend on Maggie. Driven by instinct, he

into his chest,

as searing pain shot through

It was agonizing!

with a

floor, blood

caught up

clutch his chest, trembling

to his side, her

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