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someone dangerous running around.”
Lies spilled out of him like he was ordering coffee.
The crowd ate it up.
“Yeah! Boot her ass before I file a complaint!”
The receptionist flagged down security. They started closing in.
I backed up, hands raised, nowhere to go.
Then Sophie slipped behind me.
And shoved.
Hard.
I crashed to the floor. Pain ripped through my stomach. Something warm and wet flooded down my legs.
Sophie slapped her hand over her mouth, all shocked.
“Oh my god! I was trying to help you! You just-collapsed!”
“Everyone saw! She’s totally faking this to blame me!”
I went white as a sheet. Blood spreading beneath me.
Damien saw it. Flinched.
Did absolutely nothing.
My heart turned to stone. I stopped waiting for him.
With trembling hands, I reached for my phone to call 911.
Damien kicked it across the floor.
“Don’t even think about calling the cops! You fell on your own! This center didn’t do shit to you!”
The pain got worse. My vision started going black.
“My baby… please… just… save my baby…”
Damien stood there like a statue. Kicked my phone even farther away.
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No one moved. They didn’t want to get “scammed.”
I was completely alone.
I dragged myself toward the exit, inch by agonizing inch.
Sophie planted her heel on my hand.
Grinning down at me.
“Olivia, sweetie. Just sign a little statement saying this had nothing to do with me or the center… and I’ll call you that
ambulance.”
I couldn’t even get words out. Just shaking. Bleeding.
Then-
Heavy footsteps. Running. Furious.
My sister Emilia burst through the doors.
“Olivia! I got it! That piece of shit Damien’s been cheating! His side piece’s baby came out two months before yours
was even due!”
“And he gave that homewrecker the suite I paid for! I’m about to drag her ass across this-”
She froze mid-sentence.
Saw me.
Blood. Floor. Broken.
The receptionist’s face drained of all color.
“B-Boss…”
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