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14. THE KNIFE

HANA

I sighed as he grabbed my arm to take me to his house. "Not now, Bash." I pleaded. "I am too tired."

"Do you think I am joking around?" He growled. "No, Hana. You are staying at my home tonight."

"I want to be alone." I protested.

"Then stay alone at my house. ALONE. Because I will be leaving to kick your father's ass."

I saw him joke around many times. But today he promised me in all his earnestness that he is going to pay my father back for what he did.

"Why do you care?" I asked him, liberating my hand from his grip. God, it hurts to talk with a bruised cheek.

He turned towards me, and his hands raised to cup my face before he realised I had a bruised cheek. He reluctantly withdrew one of his hands, while the other caressed my normal cheek with tenderness I didn't know he possessed.

"Please," He urged with a desperate tone. "Come with me."

I shook my head stepping back from him. Our proximity felt good. He is warm. Bu
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